Move out of the way

One of my most unique experiences, something that has only happened a couple of times in my life that I know of, is where I am in the midst of the mundane, and feel a compulsion to act in a certain way so that something BIG can happen. I don't mean to imply that it's anything to do with me, necessarily. I also don't mean it to sound like I'm being used as a puppet. It's really more like a divine nudge to "shove over, kid, and let me show you how it's done."

You could call it the Holy Spirit. Or Magic. Or the Goddess. Or Destiny. Or Angels. Or the feeble workings of a bored imagination. But I can speak only of the truths I experience, and I call it humbling and beautiful and enlightening. It is incredibly moving to feel at one with something so H_U_G_E.

And exhausting, a little.