Last night I offered my Priestessing in the Modern World Class.
It did not go as planned.
My sleeping puppy was wide awake and ready to play.
My husband and I had a miscommunication about timing and he wasn’t home or responding to my pre-class texts about how I needed him to take over puppy duties.
But I said I was offering this class, spo I was showing up for it.
When I commit I go all in.
If I say I am going to do something, I do it.
So I taught the class.
I had an allergy coughing attack right out of the gate.
My puppy wanted off the bed where I had tried to lull him into rest and alerted me with squeals.
Once off the bed he popped on the floor and proceeded to squeal his desire to get back up.
I kept talking. Working hard to modulate my voice and cover all my main points.
When there was a pause in the meditation I scooped him back onto the bed where that little guy relentlessly chewed my clothing, my hand and intermittently the toys I kept offering him.
My attention was totally split. By the time we wrapped the class, several people had left midway through. I was exhausted and frustrated and a little undone.
We went outside where the dogs ran and I breathed and grounded and worked to recenter.
Sometimes Priestessing looks like this. Sometimes it means showing up just as you are and staying the course.
Other times it is pivoting last minute or rescheduling a commitment.
Priestessing is the act of connecting to the energies of the earth and sky and Source, and letting those energies amplify your gifts.
But what about the times you can’t connect?
What about those moments when your attention is splintered?
After all, we are human.
The answer is “it depends”.
There are moments in Priestessing/leading/teaching, where the show must go on even when distractions emerge. It is in these moments that I lean into my own strengths as a way to carry me through.
It doesn’t always turn out as expected. But then I learn. After all there is always more to learn. Especially when in a leadership role.
Allowing oneself to be humbled is a part of growth.
So last night, I grew a little more. Accepted the reminder that sometimes a last minute reschedule might be in everyone’s best interest or a delay in start time to set myself up for puppy success could have been a benefit.
And I leaned into my humanness with compassion and surrender.
If you missed the class last night you can watch the replay with puppy whines, coughing and all here.
If you want to learn more about the program or if you have been considering it and are now ready to join you can do so here.
Emily Morrison MA, MFT