In my experience, being “called by a higher power” can be as close as a daily prayer, or as far-out as a near-death experience.
I remember a cold snowy day in France when I was 9 or 10 years old. I was walking home up a steep street, careful not to slip on the icy sidewalk. I saw a little girl further up from me, trying to cross the street. She took a few unsteady steps, struggled for balance and fell down. Suddenly, a car came toward us, dangerously zigzagging down the hill.
Something inside of me propelled me to run to the little girl. In an instant, I grabbed her and tried pulling her off the street. I toppled down on all fours, dragged her in the snow back to the sidewalk. The car missed us by a few inches.
When I was 22 years old and all of 90 pounds, I spent a year in London, England. One day, I was driving my 500cc Honda motorcycle in the middle of traffic. I had a hunch to slow down well before the light, even though it was green. All of a sudden, a woman, oblivious to her surroundings, stepped off the sidewalk, right in front of me.
I braced myself on the brakes, came to a full stop but couldn’t steady my heavy motorbike. I had to let it fall on the right side and straddle over it, feet on the ground. The engine stopped. I stepped off to the side, put my hands under the side fender. With a breath, I lifted my 500-pound motorcycle back to an upright position.
In my 30's, I had a few close encounters with death. I saw the bright light people talk about who came back from “clinical death.”
But not all spirit calls need be that dramatic.
Nowadays, when I hear the sirens of emergency vehicles, wherever I am, I take a deep breath in, say the Unity “Prayer for Protection” and send forth healing energy. And if the writing muse wakes me up in the middle of the night about a viewpoint question, I get up, turn on my computer and answer her call.
From making big career moves down to daily journal entries, I have no choice but to follow my intuition, or, as some would put it, answering the call of a higher power. With the wisdom of maturity – I am now in my (late) 50's– I don’t feel, sense, think or place that “power” outside of me.
Even when, for ease of communication, I refer to it as “God,” I know this power as being my essence, a vibration within me no higher than, say, my crown chakra.