October  2, 2025

Article highlights: 

• Getting my story straight
• It wasn’t at all likely, but it happened

Last week we considered assumption-based story-telling and the havoc it can cause in one’s life. But just because something is a story doesn’t mean it’s not true—or useful.  So this week I’d like to discuss a great use of story-telling.

While our story-telling can leave us adrift in illusion, stories are also necessary, paradoxically. Just by coming to this planet we are agreeing to create a story. Stories are the stuff of experience, and therefore we are naturally always creating one.

In fact, stories are how we create our world and how we understand it, ourselves, and others. That’s why it’s important to get our stories straight. Shared and agreed upon, stories are how we create a reality together — we agree, and that consensus becomes the story that is lived.

For things to change, dissent about the story must occur. Agreement must shift. If this happens, multiple new stories arise, some better than others. There will be a period before a new consensus is reached when the overall lived story is uncertain.

Naturally that might be a bumpy time. That’s the time we are now living in. Our shared story is being shifted. The new story is not yet clearly agreed upon. You can see what the opportunity is then, right? If we came here to assist in such a time, it can only be to influence the story by being conscious story-tellers.

So the topic for our musing today is the cultural necessity of the conscious story-teller, and our role in that. By conscious story-teller, I mean one who is aware of their story-telling and is ready to take up the power of story as one of the most important human superpowers.

Are you a conscious story-teller? Or are you the victim of the story? You can tell by listening to what you say about our current reality — what’s your story about our current times? What stories are you telling yourself and others in your daily life?

A few weeks ago I was stressing about the details and logistics of my return to Oklahoma City. Things weren’t coming together as needed. Feeling the pressure, I was fussing, imagining myself having to grab a last-minute expensive airfare instead of the road trip I preferred.

My fussiness was interrupted by what felt startlingly like a voice outside myself, but wasn’t. It was just a wiser me speaking loudly, to get through all the fussy static I was projecting.

“You already asked for the drive to come together.” That’s what I “heard” and naturally my first reaction was something like, “But it’s NOT coming together!”

Then I paused for understanding. I had a flash of clarity that was so round and whole and holographic that I doubt I can put it into words. But, since I want to share it with you, it was something like this:

“You asked. Thus it is unfolding because it is you unfolding. You are this progression unfolding moment by moment. Don’t abandon it. The energy you are is meeting the energy that is, and meeting the obstacles that are there. Your energy is enhancing probabilities, nudging, nudging, unfolding the ‘you who drives home.’ Doing it in real time.”

That bolt of AHA came with a sensory feeling that carried it in deep. I felt myself unfolding. I suddenly realized, “I really am it happening!” It’s not easy to give words to such an experience. But I had a sense of wonder and profound realization.

It was one of those moments when what we believe is true (but don’t fully “get”) suddenly integrates. It feels like a dawning that ripples across our field. The sun tops the horizon, light shoots right in from the Soul, and something clicks into place.

You see, my drive from Washington state to Oklahoma was a story I’d gradually woven (to myself) over the summer. I wanted to deal with possessions left in storage in Washington many years before. I wanted to sort, toss, give things away.

I wanted to end a chapter, tie up loose ends, lighten my life, gather back energy. And drive what remained back to Oklahoma so I could have everything in one place for the first time since 2008.

That’s the story I started hoping for. Dreaming about. Trying to see how it could happen. Essentially — in doing these things — I was activating something. I was activating the energy I am to become the “me” who drives to Oklahoma in the fall.

It needed resources I didn’t have: funds, help with the heavy-lifting, a fun driving companion. And so the energetic threads that I am began to reach out and become those resources. I still didn’t think it was possible. Isn’t that funny?

However, even though it didn’t appear to be coming together, it actually was. The when-who-how didn’t even gel until almost the week before my leaving. That’s why I was stressing. With no plane ticket and no ride I felt like a madwoman procrastinating.

I didn’t feel like I was “becoming the me who would drive to OKC.” No. My mind was saying: “Why are you procrastinating? This will end badly, you’ll be up the creek without a paddle or ride or an affordable plane fare.”

Why hadn’t it happened yet? Because it was a matter of coming into being. Not of scheduling. Becoming it in the energies of each current physical moment. Even my futile actions were part of living the story of my telling. Unfolding as need be. The energy of me meeting the energies at large, and finding a way.

I kept mumbling the story to myself, even though I didn’t think it was realistic. I faltered, stressed, yo-yoed up and down. That didn’t seem to matter — it was part of the becoming as well. I carried on, getting my story straight.

The point is this: It’s all story. And the story matters. And we are all master story-tellers. Let’s be the gifted story-tellers we are trained to be.

Let’s get to storytelling like never before. Let’s agree on better things. Let’s tell ourselves new and better life stories like we never have before. Come on, gifted story-teller, let’s tell the stories we were born to!

Sending you a little AHA today, so we can talk story together and it can really mean something!

With much love,
Mayet Leilani 🛻 💨 

P.S. — The road trip happened! Things I assumed weren’t even possible turned out to be the very way it happened. My oldest son ended up coming along — I never could have guessed that ahead of time! I ended up with a truck, and we drove 2,400 fun-filled miles on a road trip we’d wanted to take together for a long time. Now I’m back in OKC, hundreds of pounds of stuff lighter, trip paid for in possessions sold, and all after a fabulous unplanned summer in one of the most beautiful places in the world. It was a terrific summer story!  What was your summer story?

September  25, 2025

Article highlights: 

• I came
• I assumed
• I faltered, lol

This thought came to me today in my morning musings: “Notice your assumptions.”

I had asked, “What’s a good topic for my readers today?” The answer came: Notice your assumptions.

Ok. That’s an interesting answer. Let’s open it further. Here’s what else came.

Assumptions are a form of story-telling that we often don’t notice, yet they can become very impactful in shaping our lives. Best to notice them in that case, right? Especially because they can quickly solidify and feel like truth to us.

We make assumptions about other people all the time, for instance. We make assumptions about why they said or did something. We then tend to think our assumption is right—and respond to it as though it were truth. But it was only an assumption. We say, “I think they did that because…” and we often deliver it with certitude, as if we really lived in their head.

Our assumptions can cause a lot of harm. Or they can mislead us. Recently, I assumed the car I’d been loaned was fully covered by insurance. I assumed that because I don’t loan my car to someone if they aren’t covered driving it.

That car was plowed into by another car while parked in a parking lot. I was in it, but not really harmed. The car was totaled, however. It turned out the car only had collision insurance that covered the other vehicle.

Luckily, my car was parked, which meant the other driver’s insurance was 100% responsible for coverage. Luckily also, the other driver was insured. Imagine the horror I felt realizing that if they hadn’t been covered, I would have felt responsible for replacing the loaned car—$20,000 worth. I wasn’t at fault, but that doesn’t mean there’s no responsibility.

Imagine having to work that out with a friend. That’s the kind of thing that can get really crunchy, even ruin friendships. As it was, the car will be replaced through insurance, but what a lot of time and stress my friends had to go through to make that happen—all because of my assumption.

It was an important learning for me. It was nearly an assumption disaster. I certainly learned to always ask if a car I’m using is insured for me.

We assume and jump to conclusions a lot; it’s something we do. It shows where we can be more present in our lives, rather than caught up in a story.

Why do we do this? We want answers, right? Even made-up ones are apparently preferable. We want to explain everything. We like to fill in the gaps. We are sort of addicted to this form of story-telling because we prefer certainties. It makes us feel safer when we think we know. We are such wannabe know-it-alls.

When it comes to this type of story-telling, it’s good to remember:

• There’s always more to things than meets the eye.
• Filling in the gaps often means we are not at all accurate but are living a fantasy instead of real life.
• We can resist the need to know everything; it’s a weird compulsion that doesn’t really serve us.
• We can trust things will fall into place as need be. Assumptions and conclusions actually interfere with that happening as easily.
• We’re perfectly capable of finding peace without knowing what’s going to happen.

We are more than a little nutty about this assumption-based story-telling. Starting to pay attention makes that obvious pretty fast, lol. That should make us laugh. Being a human who’s not living the illusion—it’s kind of a tricky thing to do, right?

I’m commiserating on that with you today,
Love,
Mayet

September  18, 2025

Article highlights: 

• The “we” that you are
• How to merge as “we”
• The Birthing Star of your being

This is a message I shared earlier this year, but something struck me about it today when I stumbled on it on the way to something else. It felt like you might enjoy this message again too. 

Sending much love today,
Mayet

A Message From the Heart of Love
Rising Up As “We”

Beloved ones, we are here in every moment—not merely outside of you and available to assist, but so much a part of you as to also be, in fact, you. As if we are so seamlessly entwined that the operation and exchange between inner and outer, higher and lower, us and you act together as one. This brings a breadth and power to life, an immediacy of what you call manifestation, and what we might call the constancy and unfolding of physicality, far beyond anything seen or written of in your history.

Magnificence is a term that opens you to this. When you truly consider your magnificence, it opens a portal for you—the one between the singular and the ALL. We wish you to know that we are aware, we do see, that within all that is occurring in your life and world, all that transpires at this time, it is not something easily held—your awareness of your magnificence—or even approached. But we say to you that if you merely bring yourself here as you did today—whether at the end of your pen or merely in your mind—bringing your awareness in any moment, even distracted ones, if you merely merge with us and feel yourself and us together as the singular we that we are, you will know. You will know that the together “we”—for this is your correct pronoun—are greatly expanded and transformative, both to your physical reality and to the spiritual. Transformative and transmutive, dearest one.

When it is time to rise up to a task that you feel too lethargic, discouraged, distracted, or fearful to undertake—or when you feel any of the many other things in your human emotional range that lower your incentive—in these times bring your mind to us together. Rise up not as the singular “you” but as we. The singular you is tethered to one life and its story, to one timeframe and its challenges.

Rather, rise up as we, being integrated as we are meant to be. This is rising up with the greater part of who you are—the part that holds not the heaviness and lethargy of story and experience. Rising up as we who are not tethered to all that, but are the wings on which you may rise most fully. Let us rise together in this way. We are speaking of a revolutionary new way of living and being. You are capable of this—do you see?

It is a matter of connecting the two systems in an integrative process. It is a process that asks, challenges, impels, or invites your current online system to give way to the new online of your operating system. Phasing is an appropriate word—look this up. For you are not severing, leaving behind, or diminishing, but rather enhancing what is there within your system operations by integrating it with the new. It is a weaving process, where the warp threads of the former way are woven through with the weft of the eternal.

Thus, instead of uprooting, pruning, or severing the “old” way, the new threads are simply woven throughout to create the wonder of a special cloth—a fabric of such beauty, a cloth of wonder so much better suited to this or any time on this planet. And oh goodness, such a structure it is!

It is one that generates and maintains from within to a far greater degree. It self-generates seemingly from nothing—because the nothing is in fact nothing less than the very Source of life itself that is always becoming new. This brings you closer to your true nature.

How to weave it thus? It simply requires the repetition of doing things in new ways in every moment you can. If you make a game of this, your success is certain. In the morning, for instance, when you are ready to rise from bed, say aloud: “Good morning, beloved ones who walk with me. Let’s rise up as ‘we’ together and walk through our day in this way!” That is a fun way to approach this. And when a problem arises, say to yourself: “Let’s solve this together, dear one. It’s so much better to do it as ‘we.’” The use of us and let’s and we in your language is a playful way to invite the weaving process.

The new system has its cycles of becoming, of rising up into form and returning to the formless—but both in complete and utter knowing, being always All, lacking nothing, being at one with both constancy and change, with both stillness and movement, with rising and falling, with the in and out and pause, in and out and pause of creation. Knowing yourself as creation so vast in measure that it dictates creation and births always oneself anew in every moment, in each instance of your physical living.

Birthing Star, Birthing Star, Birthing Star, Birthing Star, Birthing Star.
The constancy of the Birthing Star of your being.