That Clever Universe

Sometimes the universe, our spirit guides, the great all that is, the divine, higher power, (or whatever understanding you are most comfortable with) gives us a good shaking. This has been that kind of year—and then some. Between the coronavirus and the political surprises, shock and jaw dropping events of this past year, we’ve been turned upside down and inside out. 

The universe has a way of getting our attention. Sometimes it does this through small nudges and hints. When we don’t listen or view its signals as inconsequential, it brings out the big guns. This year we haven’t had the luxury of ignoring and pretending that we are in charge and can do things our way and in our own time. We are paying attention. Even if we are still clinging to good old denial, we know we are only kidding ourselves. 

If you’re anything like me, you’ve discovered a few things about yourself this year. If not, I highly suggest that take a good look at yourself. Do it now. Don’t wait and tempt time and Spirit. You don’t have to do this in a formal, organized or what you believe to be a spiritual way. Just. Do. It. 

If you don’t know where to start, take a moment to ponder how you have reacted to the events of this year. What have you learned about yourself? What can you let go of or better yet, what is the universe demanding you let go of. What is it that you need to accept about yourself and life? 

Your answers may not be profound or enligtening, but this isn’t the year to rest on false expectations. Let it be what it is. 

Here are a few of my recent revelations. 

I’ve learned that the kaleidoscope of changes we’ve experienced this year, has reoriented me. Even though everything looks about the same as it did last year, I’m seeing everything differently. My time here on planet earth and our collective time, feels more tenuous. I’m finding less enthusiasm for procrastination and thinking that “one day”, I can do this or that. To the best of my ability I’m doing it now.

My focus on writing has scattered into the wind. When I do get centered enough to write, it feels ungrounded. Truth is, what was being written through me charged up ahead and I haven’t been able to catch up to it yet. 

I’ve also learned that even though I’m afraid, I get pushed into the fear. I’ve moved to the mountains with an old arthritic dog and two crazy cats and its been a bit more challenging than what I expected. If I thought I was a loner in the past, I’ve taken this to a whole new level. The virus has made a hermit out of many of us and I like many, have had to stare into the non-blinking eyes of loneliness. It’s not a monster, but it’s not always a kind, sweetheart either.  And I imagine this winter I’ll get to know it a bit better. 

It’s quite tempting to view external events as something that is happening out there someplace. However, I make the best progress when I accept that a higher wise part of me chose to be here at this time and place. And it’s not just me, that chose to be here. You did too.

I’ve become more sensitive to the suffering of others, the planet, animals and the pain of the world, especially those losing loved ones to Covid. I want to sit here in the trees and search for the blessings, love and compassion that floats within the currents of the air we breathe. I think it’s a good way to spend my time, but what do I know? The universe still has other plans for me, such as learning my lessons and confronting my stuff. I’ve done a lot of this in the past months.

Practicing scanning my physical and energy body for my old wounds, stuffed away emotions and hidden repressed knots has been empowering. When the pain rears its head. I’m listening to it, feeling it and becoming clear. There’s always a little something within me that wants my attention, forgiveness and healing. I’ve been here before, really throughout my life, but this time the healing feels more absolute. 

The great upheaval of illness and emotional, mental, physical and spiritual toxins that we are collectively experiencing is seeking what I might add and contribute to this monumental cleansing. My suggestion is that whatever it is that’s keeping you from loving yourself and others, find and release it. Lift it into the current sweeping our land and allow to be carried into the heavens. 

Loving ourselves and others is the only cure. Yes, even loving those who appear to be, so, so different, morally, spiritually, politically and otherwise- (you don’t have to necessarily like them). We owe it to ourselves and all of life to conjure up the great love within us, for a task that we might judge as almost impossible. The Great One, knows differently. Lets trust and lean into her.

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