"If I could tell the world one
thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is
wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair…"
Here in the Great Turning,
the predominant emotion is often fear — the same energy as excitement. What we
feel is a matter of interpretation.
It's
a time of incredible expansion, according to every cosmic weather report I've
seen: an opportunity to compost our "harrumphitude" concerning Trumpelstiltskin (thanks to
"mythic news" weaver of context Caroline Casey for these deLightfully
winnovative words). If you have skin in the game vis-à-vis Trumpelstiltskin, this is the ripe moment
to play your Trump card.
A Subtle Shift Makes the Diff
The key is our collective
readiness and willingness to segue from living in Alien Nation to co-creating a
global heart community, Imagine Nation. The shifts are subtle yet substantial: from thinking we're alone to realizing we're all
one.
In Alien Nation,
self-flagellation is popular. "I'm the only one I know who can blackball
myself in my own community," a woman despaired recently, explaining how,
in angrily speaking her mind about an issue vital to her, she piqued the one
person who might have proven most helpful, had she spoken with Spirit Tongue. I
empathized, as I've often carried my own whips, too. Practicing self-love is
the hardest task most of us will ever master.
Yet it's so apparent that
everything is vibration: while food shopping
in a happy frame of mind at my local organic grocery, trading quips from old
Monty Python routines with the customer in front of me at check-out, I was bowled
over when the young cashier offered, "Would you like me to burn you a CD
of their skits?"
True Happy Hour
A New Yorker cartoon shows a man standing in front of a sandwich
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