I have just finished a very hands-on activity book called, "How to Discover Your Secret Talents". Pretty much the talents I finished the book aware of were the same-old, same-old I had been cultivating for a while. Namely, Creativity, Foresight, Enthusiasm, Hyperactivity and what I called Magic, that is very encompassing and probably deserves an entry of its own.
I have taken several rounds of Julia Cameron's books; I more-than-frequently organise flash mobs and theme events just for the love of taking people beyond where they have ever been before, and I made myself quite a reputation just for generally thinking shit up outside of every box ever conceived by man, beast or God a million times over. I have documented a considerable deal of these adventures beyond mapped territories in blog, Morning Pages, letters to kindred souls and Akashic records. I have made the Universe more than what it was before I came around as what I now know as me.
But that was seemingly not enough. I want, want, WANT to be aware and to remember my gifts and the specifics of my Power. I want them known, so that they remain active in my consciousness until they sink in my unconscious and it becomes my second nature to use them.
Just like I did with the Water Pentacle last year, I have created a pentacle with the talents I drew from the work with this book, following the model of Anderson's Iron Pentacle. Points of the three pentacles are:
Sex - Expansion - Creativity
Self - Source - Enthusiasm
Passion - Guidance - Foresight
Pride - Becoming - Hyperactivity
Power - Allowing - Magic
What could possibly be left out?
The message of the book focused on the developed talents we are not aware of, but there are indeed other talents I could develop: Empathy, Negotiation, Dreaming. There is a lot of investigation and training I could do on these, but for now I will be more than happy to play with my strengths. They are a real possession in a world like this, and if I was ever born with a mission, it is to shine as a Star the way only I can.
The fire in my Soul will burn again, and leave nothing unchanged. Magic is afoot.