Transition, change, movement…hurtling forward into the future.
A New Republican Depression, while the oligarchs still feast. Still in two wars as Climate Change barrels down upon us.
The excitement and emotion of the election long gone now and change is coming :slowly: even as time seems to accelerate, and a sense of urgency starts to build.
Personal transformations and some real fears thrown into the mix.
No certainty. How do you plan, what do you do, what is the best use of our energies? What do we address first, and if we address THAT, what happens to everything else? So much is wrong, so much to do. Top down, bottom up….sideways. I don’t even know who i am, so who the heck are you anyway?
Cool, good to meet ya! Yah, I’m confused and a little scared myself. Hey can I share some of your purple berries? Yas I have been eating them…for six or seven weeks now.
No answers and the questions keep changing! Damn. Waves of exhaustion, joy and fear….and the ocean never quits.
Well whatever. I’m all in in, cause if you don’t play you can’t win. But don’t ask me where I’m going, I barely know where I just bin. Set your compasses to ‘stun.’ But I do know how to get there.
And I intend to have some fun. But then, it has been observed, Lawrence, that you have a strange sense of …fun.
How bout you? Let it out.
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But a little singin’ and dancin’ along the way prolly wouldn’t hurt?
guess i know where i’ve been, but don’t have a clue where i’m going. “guess i’ll just set a course and sail.” didn’t feel like i gave the winter its due this year, but it must have been given some because the gifts of the spring are already making themselves known. there had to have been some cleansing, there had to have been some root burying, there had to have been some seeds left fallow along the way. there was war and there is now peace. of course, war still rages, that’s what war does best, rage. to withdraw from that, because it finally feels okay, is good. there are other ways, other forms, ie, creation v destruction, to put it most simply, to keep an ecstatic wanderer true to the path. speaking of ecstatic wanderer, hi to tes!
we all plant our own seeds and i must remember at all times and in all places that mine aren’t necessarily going to bloom in the same color, nor do i need to try and force the colors of others.
but if you want me, i’ll be over at the well, tying yarn to mulberry bushes. @;-)
how much easier it would be if we just went straight from dark to light. Never seems to happen that way though, does it?
What I do know is that we lived for 8 years in total darkness. And now a bit of the light is creeping in.
of physical fitness and accept my strengths and weakness. I plan my garden and consider getting chickens, I am buying more dried beans, lentils, and bulk rice. If I have extra money, I try to buy something important that will last a long time. My solace is in beadwork.
I am trying to fight the fear that the bottom is going to drop right out from under me. Maybe I shouldn’t fight it? I have ignored my yoga practice and I need it now more than ever. My pootie, Pearl, is a great comfort. Radio paradise is a good musical companion.
like church to me, this song is…
hope I can embed the damn thing right
It does strike me that all of the bailout means bailing out the very machines that created the whole mess. Let’s take 401K for example. If yours has anything left in it why can’t there be a tax exemption for that? Instead it’s tent cities, pork and pie the the sky futures the “right” calls socialism.
I look upon it as a waste. Insufficient numbers of enlightened people.
http://axisoflogic.com/cgi-bin…
God, hello, instead of this horse thing can I just get raptured to a place less boring.