Form

My inner supply instantly and constantly takes on form and experience according to my needs and desires and as the Principle of Supply.

- The Abundance Book by John Randolph Price

I have been sitting with the idea of form. A friend said, "The form did not allow me to express all of what I had inside of me." We talked about the struggle of artists to bring all of who we are into form and attempting to fit inside of form when you are a visionary.

Yet -again and again, I have found ways to find and create form of my expression. With my art, I often struggle to bring it into form. I put all that I have into and then there is nothing left. I think there is nothing more satisfying than letting something that you have created out into the world.

I have begun to understand that my abundance takes the form that I require. The other night I was feeling really lonely and when I got on BART, a young Phillipino man got up and asked me if I wanted to sit down. It turns out that he was part of a group of young men who were partying and very loud. I struck up a conversation with the man next to me and we clicked. He stood up an announced to the train who I was, "This is Kisha, y'all. Kisha is where it is at!" He told me that they were going to take me partying with them, because he liked me. He kissed me on the cheek and said, "Don't act like you don't know me when I call." My abundance takes the form that meets my needs.

Today a sweet lady came and handed me $20.00 out of the blue. I was thinking this morning that it would be nice to have my abundance come in the form of money and here comes Mary who held my hand and then released the money into it. We are in a sweet embrace, one of the few people that I feel seen by and I needed to be seen today. My abundance takes the form that meets my needs.

What if I created my abundance at the vibration of ease?

I have a training that I am giving tomorrow and I have watched myself run around getting ready. I know the larger trigger is that I am getting paid for it. Somehow when the thing that is being given of value is money, I lose my place. Then, I have to prove what I know, I have to prove my worth and I start grabbing at all of these books, papers, studies to validate my own inner knowing. I become stressed and what I love to do (interact with people) stops being fun.

What I give stops being equal, the value shifts in the face of payment.

Today, I am recognizing that my inner supply takes the form that I need and I am trusting that my inner supply takes the form that meets other people's needs as well.