I cannot believe that 2015 just rolled right by without me writing. I wrote in February “Some truly spectacular things have been happening for me, and yet it has been a very jerky ride. One day things are great. The next day, or moment, things are upside down again.”
I wrote further:
- “Here’s what I’m thinking. We are in times when things are shifting big time. If you can stay tuned in, tapped in, turned on to life, your awareness will expand and you see multiple dimensions of possibility.
- But making this shift is a challenge. Whatever is not alive and awake comes up and grabs you and says “Wake up!” It is not fun getting those wake up calls. But the potential is phenomenal and the energy is here for us to transform exponentially. The energy will propel us forward powerfully. Of course when we hit a snag, it feels like running into a tree when we have been going 100 miles an hour.”
How true. How true. Oh my goodness, looking back on that, I feel like it was a prophecy for the rest of the year. It has been a turbulent year for me and for everyone I know.
I have spent one heck of this year grappling with patterns inside me that are reactive, therefore severely inhibiting my aliveness. And now we are at the end of the year and the outside world is having some challenges as well. We had the worst drought and fires during the summer, now there is flooding in Washington and Oregon. Terrorist activities are happening around the world.
My housemate was so depressed a week ago. I passed along the perspective that I learned from my daughter. When I look through the eyes of Source at these issues, my human side doesn’t understand what it sees, and makes up all kinds of stories. ‘The world is not safe, it is going to heck in a handbasket.’ The larger aspect of me does not quite understand what is happening, but knows with no doubt that joining in with these chaotic energies does not help anyone. If I go down to the despair and depression, I help no one and I hurt myself. When I can stay in a higher state of being, I can see the underbelly of humanity, but still know that there are wonderful things about humanity as well.
When I am anchored like a rock to my knowingness and my compassion, I can be OK. I don’t have to fall into the well of reactivity that has so often captured my awareness.
When I do that, I am finding this week, that my whole perspective is vibrant and alive and wondrous. There have been so many extraordinary things that have happened. I am so grateful to be alive. I see evidence all around my world that a swell of consciousness is expanding. We as a species are growing and shifting. I am so glad to be a part of this shift. Is it easy? Depends on where I am. In the smaller aspects of me, not so much, which is where I have been having to extract myself again and again all during this year. When I am in my heart, and in my neutrality, I see things so differently, and the outside world is just shuddering into alignment of my vision and that is breathtaking.
There is much to tell you about it. I think we humans are getting more telepathic. Serendipities are happening all over the place.
I watch people change in front of my eyes and apologize. People I never in a million years would expect could change.
I see people grappling with death, aging, and or disability, with grace and wisdom, while facing their own imminent death or that of a loved one. There’s a whole movement to have a conscious, compassionate and wise and ‘green’ death.
I see our science catching up to the new realities. We are understanding that we are not the only species that can communicate, have empathy, compassion, caring, or have thoughts. See this Ted Talk that is not even a day old called “What are Animals thinking and Feeling?”
When we are experiencing times such as these, I look for signs from the Universe, to let me know that there is not only hope, but real change in process.
Yes we are vulnerable. These times can be scary because it places us into our vulnerability. But guess what. It also strips off our masks, and our husks so that we can be more heartfelt and connect deeper.
I’ll close with a story. My son wanted me to read the Lord of the Rings aloud to him when he was about 8 or 9. So we curled up in bed every night for months and read as a family. This Mom learned a profound lesson that has stood by me through many dark times in my life.
Frodo a small hobbit was tasked with returning a powerful ring into a raging volcano. He was up against what appeared to be insurmountable odds. No matter how terrifying, with the help of his friends, Frodo persevered and succeeded one step at a time through three long books.
My take away? One small person can make an immeasurable difference, so never give up, never lose hope, because reality can change in an instant. We have many people on this planet who are not giving up. They are making a difference. Each of us can too.
