Quickening

The turmoil born of humanity’s pathetic and sordid power games has fed upon itself for centuries so that we have become like a boil upon the face of the earth. We are near to bursting with the pressure of what we have done to each other, the planet and all Nature’s kingdoms and I find myself impatient for the pop. I tell myself that only then can we begin to heal; that, despite the spectacular enormity of the journey before us all and in spite of sporadic wobbles over detail, the quickest, cleanest way to the other side is straight through. There will be scars, I know and we can’t predict what the other side will look like but Humanity’s Highest Self cries out for the evolution of heart and mind and, thereby, its destiny. We have no choice: Human consciousness seeks elevation.

People are stirring. The veils being lifted reveal the shadowy pieces of our puzzle and the whole dark picture emerges. This is a gift: Light shining on leadership, institutions and systems with such intensity as to blind the gaze of the unsuspecting and the would-be ostrich. There is little comfort in being among the first or the last to comprehend the interconnectedness of all our woes, or in embracing the interconnected nature of their solutions. It doesn’t matter because we can’t step up and forward into new states of being and doing until sufficient numbers force the tide. It’s a frustrating and often stressful waiting game of course, but, impatient as I and many may be, each soul can only move when it is ready. No one can ignore a constant headache indefinitely though and, since events are exponential and time is accelerating, I believe we are finally approaching that critical mass.

People are waking. The infrasound of dis-ease has shortened its frequency to an audible pitch. No longer can awareness sleep in the unconscious nor hide in the subconscious. No more settling; no more the status quo. The quickening cannot be circumvented or abated. Such energy has its own momentum and becomes an inevitable force for change. The world wakes! Demands voice and balm…

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