π Soul Appointments and Other Missed Calls
Some calls don’t come with a ringtone. Just a ripple in your soul. Somewhere in the ethers, I have missed calls from my soul. Voicemails left on spiritual answering machines: “Hey, just checking if you’re still coming to that awakening you scheduled six months ago…” “You were supposed to meet a lesson at 4:44 PM. It waited. Then left.” I don’t ignore them on purpose. Sometimes I just… don’t hear the phone. Other times, I’m in a life moment with no reception. No bars. No bandwidth. No belief that I’m even worthy of what’s trying to reach me. And yet, some soul appointments arrive without reminders. Not in Google Calendar. But in heartbreak. In spontaneous tears. In laughter at the exact wrong time that somehow feels right. I used to think I missed too many. Like I failed some test. But the truth is, the soul keeps calling . And when I stop panicking, I hear it again — soft, unbothered, knowing I’ll get the message eventually. Even if it has to call from a blocked number. π±...