Ahhhhhhhh. The Trickster. Satan. Beelzebub. Beetlejuice. By whatever name we call “him,” the role is the same:
That thing that shows up just as something amazing has happened, or as something magnificent is about to happen. That experience that attempts to throw a banana peel into our path. The person who throws spikes across the road of our enjoyment just after we get done fruitfully sharing our gifts in the world.
Yeah….you know of whom/what I speak. We’ve all had these experiences. I’ve gotten to the point now where I know the Trickster when I see it and I name it for who it is. This does not, however, prevent me from feeling the jarring impact of what can only be called a psychic attack.
Here’s how it went:
Thursday and Saturday of the past week, I had the profound gift of presenting to two different organizations. Thursday’s presentation was on Mary Magdalene for the Healer’s Playgroup. Saturday I presented on Mental Health and Resilience in Teens for the Wisconsin Dance Council annual convention. Both presentations were enthusiastically received and I felt completely in my element and anchored in my gifts and my calling. Everything felt right with the world as I gave my introvert/empath a well-deserved day (or two) of rest.
Then “the devil” came a callin’. I will say this is not the first time I’ve had to deal with severely disturbed individuals who are operating out of some sort of delusion that I am the cause of their current life situation. In this case, a person I don’t even know, but who apparently knows me through a shared membership on another platform. I won’t go into the details but to say their language was abusive, graphic, and venomous would be an understatement. Understanding the disease that provokes such outbursts did nothing to protect me from the daggers of hatred carried by these words. My rational mind knew how to respond. My empathic body felt the sting of her words. My inner healer knew what to do to support myself in being free of the venom and how to let my psychic body heal.
And, my inner spiritual teacher knew exactly what this was:
“Hello Trickster, the fact that you are here is telling me something magnificent is happening.”
Indeed. THIS is the role of the Trickster. To startle us out of our enjoyment, trip us up on our path, plant the seeds of confusion and doubt in our mind – all for the purpose of testing our resolve.
The Trickster is here to ask us: “Are you sure about this?”
Um. Yes, I’m sure. I’m certain about my gifts. I’m certain of my call to serve. I’m certain I’m called to serve the world through my gifts of teaching, providing guidance and counsel, and being a force of Love in the world. All the tricksters in the world are not going to convince me otherwise. As I reached out to a colleague who had a similar encounter with this individual, her words said it perfectly:
Not today Satan! Not today!
- Where and how have you experienced the Trickster in your life?
- What tools do you have for moving through and past the Trickster’s shenanigans?
Join Lauri Ann Lumby as she breaks open the ancient mysteries related to the adversary – the natural inner force that has been corrupted into an external demon that should be feared. Even the ancient names given to this helpful and benevolent force have been appropriated by those who seek to manipulate others through fear, intimidation, and threats of eternal damnation.
- Discover the ancient names given to the adversary and their true meanings.
- Understand the natural cycle of spiritual growth including necessary times of resistance characterized by temptation, doubt, confusion, and difficulty.
- Learn to approach the adversary as advocate.
- Release resistance through practices of welcome.