Today, I received a request from a PhD candidate in Sociology (Sydney, Australia) to quote a section from an article that I had written some time ago. It was such a gift to me to have been reminded of those thoughts from what seems like ages ago… that I might find my way through these changes, in these times, in my own life.
Funny, don’t you think? My very own words come back to me – years later and from the other side of the planet! – that I might find my way back to myself. In the same breath, I am re-inspired to stay true to my own intentions; and I glide easily, with a silent chuckle, into the recognition of ‘Ah yes… there it is! The holodeck of my experience manifesting all that I require!’
I love it when I surprise myself!
In the event that these words may be as timely for you as they have been for me, here is what was referenced:
“For all of our intensity for and commitment to the search; for all of our willingness and determination; for all of our research and exploration of the evolution of consciousness and advancement of the species, my suspicion is that our report card would not be very appealing nor compelling as evidence of our capacity to ‘get it’ in a way that allows us to engage differently. We continue to live in a world that appears mindlessly committed to its own demise. Like punching a pillow, just when we think we might have made a difference in one place, we find ourselves bearing witness to another gaping protrusion that has formed itself elsewhere. And on and on it goes, a constant stream of the same problem played out by an endless variety of players, all with the same script. Our willingness, like our hearts, may be in the right place but our ability is lagging pitifully behind.
Like myriad pieces of string rolled into a giant ball, our problems and challenges continue to accumulate and increase in their variety and size, becoming impossible for us not to see. As much as we can discern the color and texture of the threads closest to the surface – planetary upheaval as Gaia manifests her outrage, expressing through increasing density and intensity of earthquakes, hurricanes, tsunamis, mud slides, forest fires; violence toward self and other; decay and collapse at the highest levels of our often decorated and publicly rewarded so-called leadership; political and economic erosion beyond repair; etc. – we continue to be unable to name and claim the ones much closer to the core that allow the ball to maintain its formation. We go about our lives, every cell in our body bathed in and formed by the numbing effects of generations of mindless, habituated thinking, asleep to that which crumbles around us, hoping that someone else will take care of it all. . What will it take to awaken the giants that we are from the intergenerational slumber that has now become a coma? What will it take for us to call up the courage to find out?”
If you’re drawn to read the entire article, you’ll find it at Evolution by Intention: New Beginnings for Weary Souls .
My thanks to Murray Thompson who, quite likely, had not a clue that he was helping me to help myself. And as I delight in that thought, I wonder what will come next…
Breathing is good!