Brew. Ha ha.
You harvest what you sew. As if I’ve got time to do that as well?
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I have an uneasy feeling, like I’ve forgotten something, or not done something or that something is brewing , I can’t figure out exactly what it is that I need to be on top of. It is.. like uh…uh…Oh well, I can’t think about that now…Where did I put that pen?
Forms filled, choices put into order. I look around at the chaos, smugly waiting for me tackle it. I have so many theories about chaos. It is there to challenge me. To push me to new boundaries and to stretch my limits. I take advantage of the fact that the next football mud collection won’t arrive till saturday and get out the vacuum. I push the vacuum cleaner around and pick up all the stray rubbish that refuses to be vacuumed noticing, more, the sun that shines in through the windows making life look so good outside. I long to be outside, walking in the country under the sun drenched branches of trees. I long to free myself from the bindweed of chaos that I instinctively and reactively react to, by trying to clear it and organise it. It is October 2012 , It is nearly the end of the world and I’m inside, vacuuming.
The business of the end of the world is strange. Some people are clearly obsessed with it. Panic buying, storing and stockpiling food and provisions. Others don’t seem to know about it at all, this is most people. These people are ignoring the connection between all the global disasters. Others have been waiting for this for all their lives. TV, radio and global corporations and the financial world are saying nothing. Some read avidly about the Mayan Calendar prophecies and other streams of internet material. There are scientific and astrological anomalies happening daily. Heavenly bodies are accumulating and doing strange things in outer space. The earths core is playing around with her magnetic field and that is mucking up things for us on the earths crust. Everything is cresendoing into Volcanoes, floods , tsunamis, and earthquakes, hurricanes, famines and drought. The financial world and the large institutions that control this world are falling apart in spectacular ways. Some people are really scared that December 2012 is the beginning of the End. Others, like me, believe that yes something big is happening . The dirt and filth that is being kicked up as the earth churns up the grief of human mischief back into our view is a sign. The signs tell us that The consequence of our misdeeds, marauding around the world, pillaging, plundering, raping and killing eachother, the consequence of the great human pastime, WAR, is boomeranging back to bite us all on the face. There is something brewing. But is it the end of the world?
‘It’s not fair’ I hear the cry. ‘I didn’t ever kill, anyone, or rape or pillage or plunder’. Well, no, neither did I, Yet. I have been tempted. That’s the nature of humans to think its ok to think this murderous stuff. We deceive ourselves that if it all looks ok on the outside, than nobody really knows the depths of darkness that lurks in our souls. Planning to kill someone is a bad vibration, as is most of the vibrations that humanity tend to oscillate in.
Mostly we vibrate from our shadow selves. The funny thing is, we don’t actually recall most of what rolls around in our minds. It can be loose cannon thoughts, runaway steam train thoughts, malice, jealousy, hurt mainly, self protection and self sabotage. A continuous stream of self dialogue that runs like a sound track through our life. We mostly only acknowledge the face we give out there to the external world and the words we put our voice to when we speak to others. Mostly this does not really match our inner machinations.
It’s time to wake up to our shadow self and examine every last bit of it, in this lifetime , oh and all other lifetimes as well. I can see the raising of eyebrows. It is possible that we have all committed crimes against other humans in our other lives and we hold the vibration of that darkness close to our soul. Being asleep through life is what we normally do. We are unconscious in thought and action and leave residue of each deed and choice like a snails trail behind us. To wake up and clear out our stuff, for some will be like spring cleaning our homes, but most of us it will be like putting ourselves through the car wash, excruciatingly painful. ‘How do I start?’ I hear the enthusiastic cry.
Years ago, would have been better, is the answer.
May 2013.
As we all know the world didn't end in December 2012 as some anticipated. But it was never meant to, it was the end of that cycle of time and the beginnining of the Next. The Golden Age. We are now peddling madly into the New time, and New time is rushing us through the finishing up of all that old business. To be in the Golden age we have to be golden souls, hence the craziness going on.
Hold tight and get centred, the faster we get, the more unwanted stuff that we have gathered to us, over the duration of however long we have been cultivating it, will be stripped off. Willingly or unwillingly, we are required to let it go.
We are in the space of Now time, now.
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