There’s a moment, quiet and strange, that comes before all great transformation.
It often begins with a whisper — a nudge, an idea, a longing — that something in our life is ready to change.
This is the Call.
It doesn’t shout. It doesn’t come with guarantees. It arrives softly, like a knock on a locked inner door. And with it comes discomfort, uncertainty, and a thousand reasons to stay where we are.
This is the paradox.
Because even when the old is no longer working, we hesitate. We delay. We tell ourselves we’re not ready, not qualified, not the right one. We call it fear. We call it doubt. Sometimes, we even call it wisdom.
But often, what we’re really facing is the imposter — not as a personal failing, but as a universal force. A shadow that appears when something sacred is being summoned from within.
We resist because the life we’ve built has been wrapped around a version of ourselves we are now outgrowing.
The Call doesn’t ask us to add more. It asks us to become more.
And before we can say yes, we must pass through the most tender threshold of all: letting go of who we thought we were… in order to remember who we truly are - this is the collapse into…
In our next posting we will delve more into the collapse into, that which marks the beginning of our rise into our truth.