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What’s your most important thing? Do you have one?

And if so, do you ever forget it?

I wish I could say I have my priorities in order and never forget what’s most important to me. But that’s not the case.

Claiming that I always remember what’s most important to me would be like saying that although I appear to be a mild-mannered, albeit spastic, Goofball by the name of Z Egloff, at night I don a cape and fly all over the world, rescuing fellow Goofballs from dire and dangerous circumstances.

And while it’s true that I often fly in my dreams, I am not – nor will I ever be – a super hero.

In other words, I’m human. I forget stuff.

Stuff that’s really important.

Case in point:

I seem to have become a rapper. Really. The super hero stuff isn’t true, but the rapping is for real.

I took a class called Metaphysical Bible as part of my studies at Holmes Institute, and for the final project, our teacher told us to be creative.

Do a rap, I heard a voice say. The voice was in my head and I told it to be quiet. But it wouldn’t stop.

Do a rap, do a rap, do a rap, it said.

Finally, I gave in. I wrote a rap about the evolution of consciousness called Big Bang (Biggity Bang). Melissa wrote a groovy musical interlude and lay down a rhythm track so I could rap over it in class. I dubbed it Metaphysical Nerd Rap (MNR).

photo: Elizabeth Rowley

My fellow students loved it.

Christopher Fritzsche, the music director at the Center for Spiritual Living Santa Rosa, also happened to be around the day of our class. I told him about the rap and, while I performed it for the class, he listened outside the door. When it was over, he burst in the room and said, “What are you doing tomorrow?”

Tomorrow being Sunday. A day that over a thousand people would be coming to Sunday Morning Services at the Center.

No, I didn’t do Big Bang the next day.

Chris was kidding. But he wasn’t kidding about me doing the rap on a Sunday morning.

That actually happened.

It happened on July 1st, 2012 right after Melissa and I got back from our honeymoon. Melissa and Chris and Shelley Fitzsimmons were on backup vocals, with Paul Sarran on bass and Nick Grizzle on drums.

To say it was amazing would be an understatement.

It was incredible and fun and overwhelming and absolutely fabulous. It was one of the best things I’ve ever done.

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Since that first rap, I wrote a bunch of others. Melissa wrote the music for each one, and we made some CDs.

In other words, the rap thang took off.

But here’s what happened:

Soon after my rap performance at the Center, I got sick. Not bad sick, just tired sick. In fact, I wrote about it here. My initial conclusion was that I needed to schedule more time off to chill, and this was certainly a valid conclusion.

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But it wasn’t the whole thing.

I knew something else was going on, so I asked for Help. What’s this about? I asked the Divine. Show me what’s going on.

Soon after, I had an appointment with my prayer partner. Like usual, we checked in about what was going on for us and did a joint prayer. In that particular session, I asked for help with my whole sickness/fatigue/reaction-to-the-rap thing.

My prayer partner prayed me up, and I went along my merry way.

And wouldn’t you know it, on the way home, driving in my car, I had a revelation. The answer to my prayers. It went like this:

I’ve been trying to go it alone.

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I’d been thinking I had to do this whole rap thing by myself. I mean, sure, I had help from other people, but that wasn’t the problem.

The problem was I’d forgotten about Spirit. I’d forgotten that Spirit is there with me every step of the way.

Indeed, the whole rap thing was Spirit’s idea in the first place.

The minute I realized this, I felt myself relax for the first time in weeks. I immediately felt my energy start to come back.

It was incredible. I felt both relieved and embarrassed. I couldn’t believe I’d forgotten the Key Ingredient. After all, the energy of the Divine is the most important thing in my life.

Except when I forget all about it.

But like I said, I’m not a super hero. I’m just a rap star.

A rap star who owes everything to the Power and Presence that animates and inspires her life.

What’s your most important thing? And how do you remember it?


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