Answer Your Spirit Phone

In the early morning darkness my dogs and I sat in silent meditation. It’s possible there was traffic on the streets outside, but we weren’t paying attention. My morning meditation time is nap time for them. For me it’s a time to listen to the Voice. In the middle of meditation God told me to contact one of my former coworkers. I was directed to tell him that his psychic daughter was supposed to check in with God and the angels.

It is normal for me to receive very specific, direct instructions from God, the angels and various other spirits who I’ve regularly communicated with during my life. It’s like answering the telephone. There’s a signal — the spiritual equivalent to a ring tone — and I pick it up to get the message. It’s like answering the phone. A Voice speaks to me.

Other people receive less direct messages. They have dreams. They become aware of a subconscious communication. My experience has been that whatever it is I’m supposed to know is given directly to me.

There is no escaping whatever it is I am told to do.

Trying to avoid God is like running in traffic in the middle of a busy highway. It’s not recommended and you’re eventually going to get struck.

God will get you.

My buddy’s immediate — and sensible — reaction was to ask if his daughter was in trouble. Any smart, loving dad, mom, relative or friend would ask that. For all of the many times this has happened and all of the many people who have asked, I’ve always been able to honestly say no.

My experience is that when God gives somebody the call, it’s because they are supposed to pay more attention. To get used to listening. He has good things to tell you, but you can’t hear God if you aren’t paying attention.

When we’re distracted we don’t hear what others say to us. The other person can be inches from our face, but when we don’t pay attention we can’t hear them.

Answer your spirit phone.

God is like anybody else. He’s asking us to focus. To listen. The difference is that we expect to hear with our human ears when the Voice speaks to our hearts.

There are times when God speaks to me out loud in a human voice. It is also normal to hear the Voice interiorly, in my soul. At an early age I was taught that it is extremely rare for any human to audibly hear the Voice.

My grandmother taught me to listen for the Voice. To hear It speak.

I was blessed to have a teacher who prepared me for the life of the Spirit. My grandmother taught me that it was more than a world or a universe.

The spiritual life is infinite.

It was a miracle to have somebody right there in my family to teach me. We saw or spoke with each other almost daily. My grandmother had been through all of this herself. Her teacher was her grandmother. From one generation to the next, there have been people in my family to train the next person in line.

In my family the only people who knew or were allowed to know were the people who had the gift. The gift was not something one discussed with anyone other than our spiritual teachers.

The world has become open to the Spirit interiorly in ways unseen in the last few centuries. Greater numbers of people are more willing and able to accept the Unknown. They are not as frightened as they once were when told to listen for the Voice. Hearts have opened to ideas not easily understood.

It is no longer as urgent to define everything in black and white.

Listening for the Voice — and then listening to It — is a challenge. If we want it to, it can frighten us.

Or we can give ourselves permission to hear.

We can develop our willingness to listen to the Voice. We can do as we’re asked to do. That’s frequently no more complicated than giving someone a smile. Listening to them. Sticking to the center of life’s path rather than veering off in whatever direction strikes our fancy.

Listening to the Voice is the simplest of tasks.