There’s probably a finite number of ways that the divine expresses through us human beings. I can think of maybe a dozen distinct types of gifts of spirit that I’ve received in my life from hundreds of people.
Flavors of Spiritual Gifts I’ve Received in My Life
- Rich recognition and acceptance of my true self, with no judgment.
- Absurd, delightful humor that dissolves all self-seriousness and self-righteousness.
- A stunning glimpse of the magic underlying the “ordinary” world.
- Healing and soothing of unbalanced, unhappy energy or physical injury.
- Absorption into narrative or drama that creates a heightened sense of significance.
- Playfulness so free and riotous that it breaks through the curmudgeon in me and gets me to play, too.
- A deep, compassionate acknowledgement of my past struggles combined with a persuasive optimism for my future.
- Relaxing hospitality that makes me feel warmly welcomed and nourished.
- Visions of completely bizarre and fantastic other-worlds.
- A profound faith in my gifts plus a willingness to support me.
- Leadership that guides me to a great destination without ever underestimating or falsifying the challenge of the journey.
- A clear-sighted perception of truth blended with an air of being totally non-impressed by my bullshit.
Multiple expressions of fundamental tastes
These spiritual gifts are what people have given to me through their presence and through their art. Give or take some.
These are the basic flavors of spiritual gifts – like chocolate, mint, coffee, cumin, vanilla, green tea, red bean, strawberry, cinnamon. There’s a finite number of very distinct flavors.
Of course, each flavor has its own unique manifestations. There’s Madagascar vanilla and Mexican vanilla. Those subtle differences are lovely. But when you taste either one, you know you’re tasting vanilla.
And of course, you can combine flavors. Mix cinnamon into your coffee and strawberry into your chocolate. And that’s fun. But it’s still the same basic flavors.
I’m making a point of this because sometimes I get really bummed when I notice that someone else is beautifully manifesting a spiritual gift flavor that I like to think of as my spiritual gift.
What the crazy says
This line of crazy goes something like this: “Look at that hussy over there, wantonly accepting and honoring people’s true selves and helping them to express their love in the world! How dare she! Who does she think she is?! Doesn’t she know that’s my gig?”
This line of crazy is exacerbated by folks who like to emphasize the uniqueness of our individual gifts. If I catch someone else doing what I most delight in doing – then I don’t feel so unique and I tend to devalue myself.
Just for today…
Today I’m practicing being cool with the fact that I’m not the only manifestation of cinnamon to walk on this earth. Er, you know what I mean. I’m not the only person in the world who radiates the spiritual gift of upliftment and inspiration. And thank fucking god, because that would be exhausting.
Today I’d like to just focus on being the most delicious bite of cinnamon that I can be, while being totally cool with the cinnamon-power of others.
How about you?
What’s the basic flavor of spiritual gift that you tend to radiate? What do you taste like? How do you feel when you notice other people dishing out a similar tastiness? I’d love for you to tell me in the comments.