We had an agreement. One that he looked me in the eyes and said yes to. It was clear, there was no question about the agreement. Despite the fact that he had lied to me many times before, I wanted to trust him. It had a direct impact on the health of my sweet boys and it simply did not occur to me that he would lie about this particular topic.
I put the boys to bed and was picking up the kitchen. I realized that I was not present in the act of cleaning up, my mind had wandered and I was interacting with spirits, which happens frequently when I am performing a mindless task like cleaning. I cherish the ability to live solidly in both realms and feel blessed to get gifts from both worlds.
I had a physical response to the information that I was receiving. Sometimes, when I receive information from spirit or the universe I wonder if it is accurate or if my mind is playing games with me, and need to confirm the accuracy of information. Sometimes, I have zero questions. At that moment, I had zero question about the accuracy of the information. We all have the ability to feel a truth or a lie in our bodies, it is simply an issue of tuning in and practicing it. At this point in my life, I use my intuition much like I use my ability to see, hear or smell. It is a sense that is always on and I use it for feedback much like I use the ability to see, hear and smell.
The human side of me wanted to embrace the anger that had washed over me for a moment. The grounded side of me realized that I was being given this information for a reason. So, I calmed my emotions and handed control over to the universe, and why shouldn’t I? The universe was the one pointing this information out to me, wouldn’t the universe point out an immediate health risk if it were there?
He walked in the next day, I calmly looked him in the eyes and said “I know where you were last night.” I paused and watched him squirm. “I don’t ever expect you to lie to me again” I said with every ounce of confidence and peace in my voice.
“I am sorry” he said back, yet the words were empty. He never tried to deny it, he accepted that he had been caught and never bothered asking me how I knew. We went on to have a conversation about why I needed honesty. Sometimes, I will call you on the lie that has been pointed out to me. Sometimes, I will silently adjust the way that I interact with you and the trust that I am willing to hand over to you.
Honesty is a statement of character.
