We are in the midst of unbecoming ~ the in-between what has always been, what is, and what will be.
It’s the end of the world, as we know it….
But isn’t that always the case?
The life we lived in our infancy is not the life we lived in elementary school, nor in middle or high school or even college.
The life we lived in our twenties is not the life we lived in our thirties or forties. Nor is it the life we are living now in our fifties, sixties, seventies, eighties nineties or our 100s.
Every seven years our cells rejuvenate and we walk around in a new body.
Every evening the sun sets and the night deepens only to break at dawn’s early light.
Every phase of the moon leads us closer to a new month. Every turn of the sun leads us toward a new year.
Change is ever constant and ever changing. We are created from the union of two hearts beating in love, craving change.
We are born from change, live through change, die with change. We are Change incarnate.
And we live on a planet that is the same as us. As above so below. The earth we walk upon IS change incarnate – we are of the earth and the stars and the Universe is ever expanding, ever growing, ever changing.
Why then do we fear change so much when we know that change will happen?
It’s a force of nature like gravity, ever constant.
Change can be a tempest or a slow warm burn. But from the flames, from the ashes, we are reborn.
We know this. This is HOW we were born. What has always been, gives way to what is, and transforms into what will be.
Our parents and their parents and their parents and so on for eternity were born from change.
Change is inevitable.
Change is the lifeblood that has allowed us to strive and do and be.
Change is what allows us to see beyond what our eyes can see, feel beyond what are hearts can feel, imagine the unimaginable.
Change is the holy flame that is ever present and will continue to burn long after we are gone.
We can fight change kicking and screaming, ranting and raving, doing our best to avoid, ignore, annihilate, destroy, run from, or embrace, welcome, accept, surrender, actively co-create the new from the old.
Choice comes from that place of being that knows change is not your enemy but your guardian angel, your mentor, your coach, your cheerleader, your friend, your quiet whisper in the night, the whip that snaps beside your ear in warning of its coming, of its trajectory straight into your heart.
Is it any wonder that all of this is happening, this cosmic ridiculousness, this wild and crazy and horrific and stunningly beautiful change to our world, to the place where we inhabit on a physical level, and an emotional and spiritual one as well?
The Earth IS change.
The Universe’s calling is to move forward and because we are of the Universe, She pulls us along with her. Change is her bow, love is her arrow, and her mark is always true.
Life lived is change incarnate.
Love embraced is change transformed.
Death’s final breath is change reborn.
We may not like what is going on in our world right now. But if we are honest, we know that there are many things we do not like going on in our world right now – world hunger, deaths by the thousands (true, before this pandemic), famine, polluted water, unstoppable fires, plastic particles so small the eye can no longer see them filling our rivers and lakes and oceans, poisoning ALL Earth’s creatures. Cancer, autoimmune disease, war, hate, greed, prejudice, racism, inequality, economic imbalance….
The list goes on
There is always something to hate. There is always something wrong.
AND there is always something to love. There is always something right and true and real.
I choose to live in a world of Both-And.
Yes, horrible things happen AND so do miracles.
Yes, people can do unfathomable things to each other AND people reach out a hand to someone in need every moment of every day.
The world isn’t cruel. We are. But we don’t have to be.
Just because we have done things a certain way for a day, a year, a millennia, does not mean that it always has to be this way.
It’s how we choose to deal with the change that makes all the difference.
I can look at this pandemic as a reset, an opportunity for us to see with new eyes how precious this one true life is (because right here, right now THIS is the life you are living.)
I can look at this pandemic as a way to burn to the ground all that is unholy and unkind and unloving, that we will be burnt to the ground, made holy and wholly new, having traveled this path through the flames of fever.
AND I can, and I do, look at this pandemic as change made incarnate through love.
What you focus on grows. You know this. If you give a plant water it will bloom.
Fear fed grows into a big hairy monster that refuses to stay in the closet or under the bed. And because fear likes company it will gather in hordes of monsters if we allow it.
Fear is a feeling that needs to be felt.
AND fear does not get to drive the car. Not my car anyway, and not on the journey I’m on.
What I’m trying to say is that you have a choice.
Yes, this is a shit-show. AND some of the most beautiful things grow from a pile of shit – it is fertilizer after all.
You get to decide how you see this change, the inevitableness of the Universe pulling us collectively forward.
You can hate this fact, but it’s like hating a daisy pushing with all its might through that teeny-tiny crack in the asphalt to reach the sun. It’s just following its purpose, its path. There is no emotion attached to it, no waiting to be paid for doing a job well done, or accolades for how beautiful and strong and though tiny, how mighty it is. Change is all it knows how to do. To keep growing and expanding, the momentum becoming an exponential energy that grows and expands forward at a faster and faster pace.
We will be pulled along. It’s the Universe’s directive.
The decision we, you, I get to make is:
Do you want to be dragged along?
Or do you choose to hold onto the rope and water ski the fuck out of the ride?
“It’s the end of the world, as we know it
It’s the end of the world, as we know it
It’s the end of the world, as we know it, and I feel fine….” REM