As we seemingly stand still, everything is in motion, moving at light speed. Traveling around, along-side, through and within us are cosmic light rays of new; versions of us waiting, trembling, sneaking in whenever and wherever we let them. Evidence is everywhere.
Relationships that cannot open up, end. Those that can are reaching into our frightened, limited and uncertain parts, pulling them out for inspection and make-overs – into new, joyful, intentional (if tentative) parts. Memories are made now. We can attempt to follow traditions, yet somehow, they are crumbling. It is the new that sings now, loud and oh so very clear.
Packages that were ordered for gift giving are either arriving in faraway places, or weeks later than promised, or even in boxes with packing slips telling one story, while the contents tell another. Timelines are changing so quickly now that our shipments cannot keep up with who and/or where we are. Across multiple carriers and companies this is happening.
We cannot escape this change. It feels like we’ll enjoy it more if we give it up, let go, throw our hands up and enjoy the ride.
I know it is the end of the year, yet movies are being released at warp speed…UFO disclosure movies (which are refreshing), along with repeats of old successful Disney-type movies, End of the World movies and Alien invasion movies… We know the plots, know the ending, and yet they persist. This industry hasn’t yet caught on. It will. Only the new will survive, and be successful (let’s hope). So much entertainment now just seems tiresome and repetitive.
The financial market is collapsing and even Alan Greenspan is announcing the inevitable. Crypto-currency is so manipulated that it is near impossible to purchase real coins right now. The government hearings proceed, the Vatican sees its own on trial, and this is just from today’s headlines.
Dizzying, thrilling, frustrating and potentially frightening, we are morphing. You may hear stories from people you’ve trusted that just sound “off”. You may feel “off”. It is as if there is nothing to count on.
This leads me to believe that we are approaching and even arriving at the point. The point of this whole process. Call it the shift, the ascension, the new earth, the end of civilization, the new age. When nothing around us is the same, we will have to reach within, hold on to what is real, and breathe.
Now what is real you ask? I know I do. I do every day.
The answers I find are surprising. I see old (sometimes forgotten) versions of myself showing up now, risking exposure, seeking expression. I see me long for what matters, in everything I choose to engage in. This looks like participating primarily in conversations and actions that mean something to me. This is not about doing something because it has always been done that way. This is about doing something that is true to me, true to my heart.
It is your heart that is real.
You will never be able to help yourself from loving the folks you love, or enjoy doing the things you love doing. Your passion for anything at all is one of your best parts. Right now, it’s time to expose all of those loves and passions to the light of day. We are defining ourselves. We are not looking like the cookie-cutter versions we read about in grade school.
That old story just doesn’t hold up. Our ancestors have not walked this path. It is ours alone. It is ours together.
You may have noticed that the ways we’ve learned to proceed in most areas of our life are no longer relevant. Schools are trauma-based conformity factories, money is nearly worthless, medicine is poison, religion is being exposed as a cover for deviant sexual abuse and power, the banks are criminal and the justice system is a front for criminal financial manipulation. There is more, but you get the drift. These are old definitions, historical truths, ready to be placed on the shelf.
We are here to usher in this age, and to figure out what it will look like new. For a long time, I suspect we’ll be using erasable markers and/or pencils to draw the blueprint. We need to remain flexible. We need to keep our hearts open and our eyes connected; connected to each other.
For this is not about just one of us. It is about every single one of us. All of us hold the responsibility for what we are and hold the paint brush we’ll use to illustrate what we will become next. It is, and always has been, our creation.
Let’s make it a masterpiece.
We are the ones. We have anchored the light. It is done.
With appreciation for all that you are, and warmest wishes for a glorious holiday season,
Sophia
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