Aug. 30, 2015 marked the one-year anniversary since I had left my wife. I thought this day would be marked with great sadness, yet I felt inexplicable joy. I also felt an urgency to amplify my higher purpose and to be still, yet write.
I kept thinking about Hay House publishing company, and tropical locations. And suddenly, after what felt like two months of writer's block, I had the inspiration to write. I ended up writing over 50,000 words in one day. Insights, ideas and previously unknown or unacknowledged wisdom kept pouring into me.
I said to myself: "It feels like I'm channeling information from a great teacher."
At 9:30 p.m. EDT, I logged onto Facebook to respond to few friends... and the first thing I see in my newsfeed: a recent status update from... wait for it... HAY HOUSE.
"It is with a very heavy heart that I let you all know that Dr. Wayne Dyer passed away last night in Maui." Reid (shortened version)
I began crying hysterically. Wayne Dyer was one of my heroes. I really loved him, admired him greatly and considered him one of my most respected spiritual teachers. Yet... the deep emotions and heart-break I felt really surprised me. I felt overwhelming sadness, yet, simultaneously: peace.
Then suddenly, I made the connection: Hay House. Tropical location. Urgency to write. My soul felt Wayne Dyer's absence.
In 2013 I got to meet him in person and sit a few rows back from the stage to hear him speak at the Hay House "I Can Do It, Ignite!" conference.
I ran into him twice outside of the event. Once at Starbucks. I was standing RIGHT beside him. Wanting to respect his break, I only smiled, rather than chatting with him. Then later that day, I was walking beside him in the hallway of the Javits Center where the conference was taking place. I felt like this was really symbolic. I felt like there was a deeper meaning for being able to walk/stand beside one of my heroes twice in the same day. Yet, I remember thinking to myself:
"No way! This is Wayne fucking Dyer! If you can create 1 percent of impact he's made in your lifetime, you're lucky."
I felt compelled to spark a conversation with him. Although brief, it changed the trajectory of my life. But it was more than what he said. Maya Angelou said it best:
"People will forget what you said, forget what you did, but never how you made them feel."
I knew I was in the presence of a modern day Ascended Master. As he spoke, there was so much love in his eyes. It wasn't an act. You can't fake that. He spoke to me with warmth, deep kindness and compassion. He also gave me soulful urgency.
It's a hard pill to swallow, but Dr. Dyer's shedding of his earth-based "meat suit" to transcend into energy beyond our human comprehension proves a point: The New Earth HAS arrived. And, we're being called to make a shift NOW. Called to step up and share our "light" as fully as possible. Called to speak up and stand out.
Upon reflecting on all of this, I started writing a letter to Dr. Dyer.
"Dr. Dyer,
Your work will not be in vain. I promise, we WILL keep your legacy ascending. I've been telling folks for quite some time, if you're feeling the tug to serve as a catalyst and a trailblazer for sacred leadership, we must start now.
For the past two years I've been inviting people to walk their sacred path to align their life and business with their soul. I believe collectively we can ignite a spontaneous evolution in human consciousness that helps the world heal, transform and FULLY awaken to love, light, oneness, abundance, joy, beauty, magic, miracles and sacred creation. In one generation."
And before I could move on to the next paragraph, I literally HEARD the words:
"Yes. That's right."
In Wayne Dyer's voice!
And suddenly... I had a memory of him speaking on stage. A memory that oddly only seems partially familiar. It was almost as if the memory was "downloaded" or "implanted.
The memory was so powerful, I whipped out my iPhone to write it verbatim. I entitled the document:
"Wayne Dyer's reply to my letter"
"You know, I told everyone I was done writing. I felt like my life was over. NOT because my life was bad. Not because I didn't love every single precious moment. Hell, I even still had another book inside me. I'm writing it now. It's called: "I can see clearly now."
But prior to starting it, I felt like I couldn't serve any greater than I had already served. I felt like my mission was getting dim. Not because I was done. But because they are so many on the planet greater than me. There is no such thing as human beings being better than, but we all have different roles.
And the greats I speak of, they're sitting right here in this audience. Thank you future leaders for stepping up. Thank you for making me question if I'm serving greatly enough. The answer is no. I can still do more. And I will. But I can tell you; I'll only finish one more book before I leave this planet. Before I reach the final divine rung.
Why? Because YOU have the wisdom I don't gave access to. YOUR voice is ready to be heard. Everything I have to say has already been said. But YOU: You've got something fresh. Please, don't die with your music inside of you."
Perfectly time, this was Wayne Dyer's reply, not just to MY letter, but the reply to humanity. Whether it was channeled, or actually a TRUE memory, doesn't matter, the message is the same:
You officially have the permission slip you've been waiting for to let YOUR music play. Your music matters.