Leave It To A Honey Mama’s Bar To Illuminate The Universe’s Feedback Loop
Lessons can come in all places, including the fridge
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Last night I wasn’t able to fall asleep until about 4am.
The culprit? A coconut-flavored Honey Mama’s bar that I ate around 8pm.
If you aren’t familiar with Honey Mama’s, they are delicious truffle chocolate bars that somehow have clean ingredients despite tasting so damn good.
I don’t think it was the caffeine or sugar in a chocolate bar that kept me up, but something much deeper that demonstrates the responsive reality.
One thing that came alive for me about 2.5 years ago was an unmistakable voice in my awareness that emerged from the stillness. Some call this intuition, others call this a direct connection to the Source. I personally think they are one and the same. Its emergence instructs me what to do, provides creative insights, and becoming intimate with it has been one of the most fantastic experiences of my life.
What started as a curious experiment to see what would happen if I followed the inner voice, has transformed into an understanding that trusting it is the most life supporting thing I can do. The more I have learned to trust it, the better and more magical life has become. And over time, its consistent presence and my reliance upon it has continued to grow.
The whole experience feels like a wondrous dance I am playing with the Universe and its Creator.
Back to the Honey Mama’s.
Last night I was finishing up a 4 day ayurvedic cleanse and I decided to treat myself to a Honey Mama’s to cap it off. As I opened the fridge, the voice came into my awareness in a clear, neutral, and direct way stating: “One piece.”
This often happens where the voice will spontaneously appear in my awareness when I am making food choices or taking supplements directing me exactly what to consume or avoid.
I listened to the guidance and begrudgingly took 1 of 3 pieces. It was delicious. After a few minutes on the couch, I started thinking about how good it tasted. The part of me that seeks comfort above all else wanted more. I knew that I was guided to only eat one, but I decided to say screw it and polished off the bar.
I continued to read for a few hours and then got into bed around 10pm. For some reason, sleep did not come easy. I tossed and turned for hours doing everything from reading, switching locations, and slamming melatonin. Ultimately, I ended up falling asleep on my couch around 4am.
As I lay there, trying to surrender to this predicament, it was so obvious what was happening. The universe was sending me a little message. I couldn’t help but chuckle despite knowing my next day was going to be completely leveled.
Staring at my ceiling, two other instances where I recently strayed from my inner compass came into my awareness. One was related to taking a supplement for a detox protocol where in a very similar vein, the lower part of self convinced me to take it against the clear directive I had received. This resulted in yet another sleepless night. The other was a phone call I impulsively made despite being guided to hold off knowing the underlying context was driven by anger. This too was shortly followed by some unforeseen difficulties.
There was a time in my life where I probably would have written this all off as an unfortunate streak of luck.
I now see these instances unfolding in the way they did as the Universe’s way of communicating with me. We live in a miraculous responsive reality with a powerful feedback loop that tells us whether we are ON or OFF track. Out of love, I could see how the feedback life was providing me was to nudge me to plunge even deeper into my commitment to trusting the inner voice so that I could trust it unequivocally when it really counts.
Though it seemed like a major pain in the ass, I knew the Universe was doing me a favor.
One thing that has become clear to me is that the more connected and aware you are, the faster the universe’s feedback loop responds. This is true of both how quickly it rewards that which is in line with your evolution and how quickly it shows you when you are out of alignment.
When I got started with building my intuitive, trust, and surrender muscles, it seemed like there wasn’t such dramatic, immediate feedback loop like I experience now. Back then it felt more like a loving teacher who knew I was a young pup and gave me lots of slack.
But now that I’ve been on this journey for a while and seemingly know better, this orchestrating Divine force holds me to a higher standard. This is not only true of circumstances like following inner directives, but also of things like holding on to attachments and anything else that stands in the way of greater union.
It almost feels like the governing rules of reality change as your awareness grows.
I once heard the quote, “With more power, comes more responsibility.” It seems this applies to the spiritual context as well.
My hope in sharing this is not to scare anyone. I don’t think you should feel like if you skip out on some hunch that the wrath of god will be thrust upon you.
The truth is that you eventually see that all the ways you are being led that may seem inconvenient are being down out of love.
The Highest Power wants the best for you. If you are committed to the path of Self-realization, this likely means curbing you away from the activities that keep you limited, living in ignorance.
To the ego and its conditioned preferences, this may seem like an inconvenience, but over time you’ll see how it’s the greatest favor you could ever receive. At least that’s what I choose to believe : )
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I wrote a whole Twitter post in a fever of inspiration just a couple of hours ago and was so swept up with serving its spontaneous appearance that I immediately went to post it out of Typefully. When I hit the "publish" button, however, nothing happened. So I backed off, instead of trying again, gave it half an hour and re-read what I had written. It was grandiose, and a bit manipulative surrounding the Independence Day holiday, preying on the strong (yet polarized) sentiments about what America is or isn't these days. Something saved me from walking into the helicopter blades. And I have God/Universe/Creator/Honey Mama Bear to thank for it.
As I sit here this morning and realize I have completely lost the plot, reading your column reminds me that trust is sometimes the most difficult thing to grasp.
And trust is the one thing that is most required of us now.