Stop Chasing Rainbows
In October 2020, I was in Utah with a small group of friends and about 60 other seekers with Carissa, a psychic medium who is also a full-body channel for Yeshua. Yep, that Yeshua. Otherwise known as Jesus. My presence there was improbable—I’m not religious, though have become quite spiritual in the past decade—but the information Carissa was bringing forth felt more resonant than anything I’ve heard in a long time. (You can listen to my podcast with Carissa, here—it also contains a lot more information about how she is who she is.) One of the instructions that week in October 2020 was to stop chasing rainbows. As Carissa offered, when we stop chasing, they can lay them at our feet. Later that afternoon we went out to the mud flats to do a little ceremony and I took this photo of my friend, Taryn. Chills.
A year later, this past October, I was back with Carissa when she reminded us yet again to stop chasing rainbows. That our move to take control is an obvious counter-measure to fear, but that the gesture itself severs our faith and moves us back into separation. The divine—the universe, nature, Yeshua, Elmo, spirit guides, Buddha, Allah, whatever you want to call it—wants to help us, but when we act as though the Divine isn’t big enough for our problems (or our life is too insignificant for the Divine), they can’t. “When you stop chasing rainbows, we will lay them at your feet.” It’s such hard instruction to take. I’m so used to doing, doing, doing; working, working, working; worrying, worrying, worrying.
Carissa also told us to be cognizant of when a rainbow becomes a crucifix. We’ve all had that experience of something that seems joyful at the beginning transitioning into a burden—and yet we feel like we can’t put it down. Put it down. We’re not supposed to be carrying crucifixes.
I work with a healer named Anne Emerson on occasion—we chat by phone and she helps me bring my attention to unconscious blocks. It’s a kind of tactical therapy that I find very useful, particularly when I’m feeling really suck in a pattern that I can’t quite identify. From thousands of miles away, she’ll read me statements about beliefs I hold about myself that sometimes don’t have anything to directly do with what I’ve been telling her. They always hit hard and deep (and then we do some work to clear them). On a recent call, she told me that I am designed in a way that makes me very sensitive for pressure. It makes me a little insane in my insistence on doing whatever someone needs, as fast as possible. It’s shown up in my life as a lack of firm boundaries. Anne instructed me that I am no longer allowed to respond to any request in the moment, even if it sounds joyful, or like a rainbow. I must wait and ask my body. “Is this a yes for me? Or is this a no?” Time is my friend, as is my body—and yet I never give either a chance to help mediate. Her advice has proven valuable and really given me time to figure out what I want, rather than what other people might need or want from me.
So don’t go chasing waterfalls guys. Patience is in the wait.
Meanwhile, Carissa also publishing a beautiful book this November called The Freedom Transmissions. Well, actually, Yeshua is the author. I highly recommend.