What Is The ‘Divine Unknowing’?

She whispered that she wanted to die. Her partner of twenty-five years no longer saw her value, she had crippling physical pain, her father was dying… How to assist her to move her into the light in an hour or so? Way beyond me. I surrendered into the ‘Divine Unknowing’. I said nothing until I received what to say word by word, image by image. A little over an hour later she was remembered to her divine nature and the profound gift of life.

I will endeavor to define the Divine Unknowing but please understand doing so is akin to describing…nothing. I perceive it as the state of being wherein one unhooks from their ego and surrenders to being keenly present within an empty mind and infinite spaciousness; it’s the ultimate letting go into, yes, nothing (no thing). I have found that only from this state may one access direct knowing. It’s the placeless place (sorry, I warned you) from whence all Divine Knowing flows.

I find the more we practice accessing this highest counsel, the easier it is to notice the difference between receiving guidance from our ego (mind, emotion etc.) instead of Spirit. And while that still small voice may be… still and small compared to the strident and cocky advice of our ego, or worse, the false self, there is a way to exit the rush hour of our inner voices and to venture onto the peaceful Jetstream of our direct unknowing and then knowing.

The Divine Unknowing is always available to us, but are we always available to it? To be so, we must, full of faith, jump off the cliff of what we know into the vast unknown. This may sound daunting, but we come to a point at which to stay on the ledge of the familiar becomes untenable when we sense the expanse of Spirit just on the heaven side of that first step off. We become willing to risk everything we know to fly within that endless possibility. In my experience, it is simpler (though not easier) than our mind tells us, and I have found that, if I relinquish all pretense of knowing, sit long enough in a still, surrendered place, and earnestly confess (often out loud) “I don’t know,” I find myself in that ‘placeless place’ and eventually knowing begins to flow.

Romancing and Trusting the Divine Unknowing

We receive knowing in many forms. We may hear guidance in words, simply get a sense of a direction, see images (ones having to do specifically with the subject at hand or symbols which we then need to interpret), hear inner sounds (like music or an ethereal language from which we also might infer direction), have a vision, a kinesthetic experience in our body… Knowing comes in so many unique ways, all equally valid. It’s a matter of learning and then trusting how the Spirit communicates to and through us.

Impediments to Reaching the Divine Unknowing

It’s been my experience that knowing does not come “on demand”. It is presented in God’s timing, not our own. I’ve sat and stared stupidly at many a client until that knowing came forward. Often, I’ve found the process by which we achieve and surrender to knowing can be an uncomfortable one.

The prejudices in the ego (which may deem certain things “good” or “bad”) can block the Divine Unknowing. To overcome these prejudices, it’s important to realize that value distinctions are based in the illusions of time and space. When we pretend, we know enough to judge, we’re out of the allowing of God. The less agenda or personalization we have, the more knowing comes present. The more we’re personally engaged, the harder it’s going to be to access the Divine Unknowing.

Keys to Accessing the Divine Unknowing

More than a decade after the pivotal experience of dancing onstage I described in the last article, I still stare stupidly at folks while surrendering more and more into the Divine unknowing.  My mind, after all this time, is usually smart enough to not offer it’s “helpful” answers. Instead, I’ve found that stepping back, relaxing, and allowing the door of answers to open toward us is key. To access the Divine Unknowing we must allow it, rather than pursue or judge it.  We, as God’s individuation in this world and as his children, are learning to allow what’s going on as He does. For example, God allows murder, political corruption, and inhumane acts, yet does not seem to have a problem with these less-than-desirable aspects of reality—at least, not the way we think He should—because He seems to be in no hurry to change them. As God’s individuation into this world, we create problems and we create solutions. God learns through all of this; God learns through all of us; God loves all of His creation.

As we move our consciousness into alignment with God’s will, we accept and allow all that is present. Doing so brings us into the freedom of God’s consciousness. That attitude of allowing is what takes us into the Divine Unknowing. When we allow, we become aware of the miracle of every moment; when we become absolutely neutral, knowing comes present. These kinds of things can open when we go into allowing and don’t have the hidden boundaries of what’s possible to know, which can then change our beliefs about what is possible to manifest. Change comes as a byproduct of experience and thus knowing and then manifesting the fruit of that knowing.

Verifying the Information, We Receive

As we check out the information, either with the person we are accessing it for (in a counseling or ministerial situation, for example) or by acting on the information in our own lives, we learn more about what voices to trust and which to just observe and put aside. I have found it invaluable to offer what I receive to clients in an innocent or curious way and to check it out with them. For example, I would describe things that I could have no way of knowing about their lives (as a means to the end of their healing, completion, or future direction) and they would validate it. Or I might enumerate a past life which uncannily parallels their experiences in this life and allows them to step forward unencumbered by unfinished business or outdated beliefs. In this way, I’ve learned to trust the information I receive more.

I receive a lot of communication in inner visual symbols or sounds or impressions and have had to learn what to do with these messages. For example, when I hear inner ethereal “languages,” I do not try to translate them. I listen to them (If alone I sometimes quietly speak them out loud to connect to the line of energy present) surrender again into the Divine Unknowing, and often become aware of the essence of what they are relaying. Sometimes, after this process, I will hear, one by one, words in English to share with others. I will then check out that information and see if it resonates with them.

After I receive an answer, I will often sit in silence to discern if it ‘holds’ and is the purest voice. I don’t ask for information simply as a parlor trick or out of curiosity. Instead, I only seek information or guidance that has a practical application and/or may be used to assist the person (or myself) to heal, transform, and/or move forward in some way.

Psychic Seeing Vs Spiritual Seeing

Please note that accessing information inside is not the hard part. The challenging part of this process is discerning which is the highest voice and/or how to interpret what is received and which information is to be shared. Many folks caution against going to “psychics” or fortune tellers, but instead encourage looking within or enlisting the services of someone who can see from the Spiritual level (as opposed to seeing from only the psychic level). Sharing information from the psychic level that is not the highest good can uncap levels of energy that may be harmful for the person, or, at the very least, serve as an impediment to forward progress.

My teacher, John-Roger, once used this analogy: Think of a spoon in a glass of water. If you look directly into the glass from the side the spoon looks bent or wavy; it looks distorted even though it is not. That’s like looking from the psychic level. If you can get above and look down on the glass, however, you will see the spoon as it truly is—straight and unbent. That’s what it’s like to see from the spiritual level. To determine which is which, I encourage going into the Divine Unknowing, into your heart, and I believe you’ll know.

A Word of Encouragement

I routinely go back to ‘beginner’s mind’ and confess my obvious ignorance. Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to matter how little I know; it only matters that I’m open to receiving and sharing innocently what I receive from Spirit, as best I can.

I encourage us all to languidly relax into the pool of Divine Unknowing, which streams us into the vast ocean of Divine Knowing. This, in turn, spills us through every heart and, like a waterfall, flows us into the oneness of God’s heart

A One Minute Call to Action

  1. Focus on your next breath. Exhale fear, inhale loving right into your heart. Repeat 3x
  2. See before you a vast expanse of light,
  3. In your imagination (or physically) walk towards it and off the cliff of all you know
  4. Allow yourself to fly
  5. Gently, slowly, pose to yourself, into the light, a question you’ve wanted to know an answer to
  6. Observe what comes back. No rush. What do you see, hear, sense, know…? Trust.
  7. Write down or simply note your experience, how simple it is, to relax into the divine unknowing from which all knowing flows

With all my love,


The Divine Unknowing – The Source of All Knowing

Like God is in heaven and we are too and we can trust the benevolence of the universe and ourselves. Is that how you felt when you did something that made little sense at the time and was a bit fearful, but later, maybe even years later, you understood why you were moved to do it? Humor me and take just a moment to acknowledge yourself for your faith and courage. From what place do we get that nudge? I call it the divine unknowing (Intuition, instinct…it’s all the same.) I’d like to share with you a story about that shimmering place and John-Roger. Next week I’ll share about what I learned about it with Michael and clients.

As a child and even teen I had little fear of dancing. In a remote all- girls’ boarding school, I had the only boyfriend for miles, the nurse’s son. The big appeal of him? He could dance. But then I moved to New York and dated a professional Broadway dancer who always moved in perfect rhythm to even the beat of the subway train. In comparison I felt frozen, stymied, like a 13-year-old boy at his first dance. I started counting beats to dance even a little. I walked into a ‘real’ dance class in New York city with all my southern guilelessness, and beamed wide at the ballerinas in the mirror. They looked me up and down in what I’m sure was not hip attire, averted their eyes and ignored me. I would never dance in public after New York.

However, years later, I took a trip to the far east with J-R. I stood upon the temple of Philae, Egypt meditating and at once I felt under my bare feet a heartbeat. If felt like the Lord to which the temple was resurrected was inviting me to move in concert to this primordial rhythm, to come into the bliss I felt must surely live on the heaven side of my fear. I started spontaneously dancing on that temple and every other all through Egypt and then Israel…

Dance became my unlikely conduit to greater spiritual awareness. When I got back to the states, though I hardly felt qualified, I started a free form dance class which I named Soul Dance to assist others to find that same freedom-to leave their cares about what they looked like among their other worldly belongings- outside the door. I started the class from a place of complete unknowing. An inner calling proved to me that we don’t need to understand why we are doing something to do it. Rather, understanding comes from aligned doing.

A few years into facilitating Soul Dance, I was attending a meditation retreat at Asilomar conference center. One of the facilitators, who had attended Soul Dance, challenged me to endeavor to embody the magic of ecstatic dance in a performance (rather than just being an anonymous dancer in a darkened class room) I was terrified of the idea but knew this was my next stretch. The only rehearsal was the next day, the day of the performance. Most folks had known for a while that they would be performing and had come prepared. My only preparation that morning was to get very nervous, change outfits, get more nervous, attempt dance moves in front of the only mirror- a sliding glass door that reflected the wild Pacific Ocean behind me, cry, reassure my toddlers Mommy is fine and then to repeat the whole process.  I mean, dancing with the divine unknowing works swimmingly in the darkened sanctuary of a large group but is quite another thing on a brightly lit stage by oneself in front of an impartial audience. Especially, when I was supposed to be doing the very thing I encouraged folks not to do at Soul Dance-which is to entertain.

At the rehearsal/sound check the next day, a professional dancer had just finished performing his perfectly executed choreographed act right before I shakily walked up the steps to the stage for my turn. The M.C. commenced to loudly congratulate him on how amazing his choreography was as I cued my music and started dancing entirely free-form. The M.C. a former dance teacher come therapist, my former therapist, dismissed me with “Okay, we got it. That’s enough,” after just a few moments. A cold sweat walked its unwelcome fingers down my back as a hot flush cupped my cheeks and I shamefully stumbled off the stage.

My spiritual teacher happened to be watching in the back of the room. I walked up to him and mumbled apologetically that I should have taken ‘real’ dance classes before even thinking of facilitating Soul Dance, let alone performing! He informed me that, actually, I should not have taken ‘real’ dance classes, and that if I had I would only follow pre-planned choreography instead of surrendering and allowing Spirit, not my mind or conditioning, to move me, to dance me.  That I would be loyal to my pre-planned steps instead of to divinely inspired ones.  I knew how what he was describing, complete with a simple drawn illustration, was how I wanted to dance and more, how I wanted to live.  I wanted to be led by the palm of the Lord upon the small of my back, guiding me onward. To truly follow God’s lead, not man’s.

Therefore, at the performance the following day, I was determined to not move at all until the Spirit moved me, even if that meant standing still and just staring at the audience for the entire song. When they announced my name, I shakily climbed the black wooden stairs and walked slowly to the front of the stage into the spotlight, literally wondering if I would live or die. I stilled as the music started and completely surrendered into the Divine unknowing. I stared into the audience, into Spirit, for what seemed like an eternity. From that highly intended state, I started falling deeply in love with them, with the blinding spotlight, with the black, textured wood of the stage, with every note of the music, with the space between the notes… I became aware of a spiritual vortex of light before me. I opened my arms wide, stepped forward into its embrace and started dancing with God as my partner.

I have no idea what steps I did, but I came off the stage to a standing ovation. I floated back to my teacher, who said, “Very very good” over and over to me. This was when I committed to beginning a lifelong romance with the Divine Unknowing.

Your Divine Guidance

In the next blog, I’ll share more about how I experience the Divine Unknowing in my intuitive counseling practice. In the meantime, take please take 30 seconds and answer these questions:

  1. 1. Surrender right now into the divine unknowing, feel those unseen arms around you, as you walk off the cliff of your mind into Spirit.
  2. 2. Ask it a heartfelt question-the first one that comes to mind
  3. 3. Receive the answer-it might be in words, pictures, a sense, a feeling, a sound
  4. 4. Write it down, or simply anchor it into your heart
  5. 5. What one microscopic step can you take right now to live more from that place? Take it!

With all my love,


What We Can Learn About True Freedom From Ex-Convicts, Special Ops Vets and Byron Katie

Alisha Das Hayes and Byron Katie“Sweetie, you’re not getting this. I could be like Hannibal Lector and bite a nose off a face. I could have my guys kill for me, but I liked it to be up close and personal. I killed pimps, cho mo’s [Child molesters], dealers…the cops would actually thank me, give me back my weapons, and say have a nice day, sir.”

This is from an actual conversation I had recently! I sat on the floor with Viking. * He’s three times my size, and he just laughed when I asked how he killed in prison without weapons. He had made a journey few ever will—from the most violent death-row convict to a free, (mostly) peaceful man.

Allow me to fill you in on the twenty-four hours before this conversation. I had gone to an invitation-only Byron Katie/ Inside Circle Foundation (ICF) event in California wine country. This was to be the first time ever ex-convicts (and we’re talking former lifers) would share with “free people” the transformational work they’d done in prison. I had come because Byron Katie’s daughter, Roxann, invited me and I trusted her implicitly, but I had been told nothing about what would occur.

In the training room, I saw the roughest-looking men I’d ever seen. I thought we were there to serve them but they were clearly intending to serve us. Big Andrew* whooped a Native American invocation as sage burned. Rob, a biker with a long white ponytail, read stunning inmate poetry. Then they presented the ground rules. We didn’t make it past the first one—no violence.

Please Read The Full Article on The Huffington Post

Alisha Das Hayes on The Huffington Post 


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