Hurricane Irene at Montauk: Photographs by Lucinda Abbe
Writers write, painters paint, chef’s cook, our holy mechanics fix, philosophers think, inventors invent, creators create to understand/make sense of their lives and the world around them. I am acutely aware of this right now~my journal ever by my side~as I attempt to navigate the enormous changes I am experiencing internally/externally in my personal life, and the catalytic shifts we as a planet and humanity are undergoing.
As I ride these uncertain adventurous waves hitting my own personal shore of shifts, my experience is as that the ground beneath my feet is falling away and is being replaced by a foundation of water. How to navigate this new paradigm, what are the new laws/physics/philosophy? I write this particular piece solely for myself as I try to make sense of these shifts. I hope not to bore you but hope you might find resonance with these words.
I am learning to inhabit the truth that Earth is the Water Planet.
I write this piece as the Fall Equinox portal arrives~definition of portal: doorway/providing access or links to other sites~on Sept 23 2011 in the northern hemisphere. Autumnal Equinox is the equivalent of the third quarter Moon we experience as part of each monthly lunar cycle. This is the moment each month where we turn our awareness to what we have achieved in the previous 3 weeks to what we next want to create. The Fall Equinox is the annual fractal to that monthly cycle. This is the moment for examining the creation cycle of our entire year spanning Dec 21 2010 to Dec 22 2011. This is a turning point in which we are both harvesting the benefits/results of our labors of the previous months and imagining how that “food” on all levels will sustain us/grow us in the coming creative cycle when we bring new dreams to fruition. It is a time we both look back and peer forward. And find out if we are prepared for what lies ahead.
I am a sidereal Pisces. Part of what that means is I reside often~not always by willing choice~in the deep waters of our collective consciousness, ever aware of what is birthing through all of humanity all the time. Sometimes it is hard for me to decipher if what I sense is personal or collective, mine or ours. But I have come to trust my dreams, also the landscape of Pisces, as guidance pure and true, helping me decipher the difference and also honor the sameness of how we are being asked to shift. And rapidly.
I had this dream recently when asking for clarity: my real-life favorite informative friendly Park Ranger appeared as the wise Guide in this dream. Everywhere we tried to travel, solid ground was opening up to raging waters beneath. Bridges giving way, highways with cavernous holes. Ice bridges were melting to expose wild rivers beneath.
Ground giving way to water. Solid becoming liquid.
Earth: The Water Planet.
This paradox that describes our very very special planetary Being.
Water held underground. What comes to mind is subterranean emotion.
Back to the dream: needless to say I was uncertain about how to proceed. The kind Ranger comes up to us and assures us that there was no problem, that “they” already had methods to keep us safe and help us navigate this new landwater scape. I woke up calm and sensing that the new ways would be shown to me. Have faith. Go forward with care and confidence. Thank you Angel Chris.
In recent weeks I packed up my life of the past 14 years, and in some respects the last 35 years, put most things in storage~a relief~or as I told my books~hibernation, I will be back~and landed lightly in a new home. This shift is as big a change as I have ever navigated.
Since I first fledged from my childhood home in Utah I seem to have mostly inhabited delightful log cabins, some with great historical stories embedded in those logs, with spectacular views surrounded by wild lands and animals roaming all around. This is what obviously nourished my soul. Recently wandering amongst the lodgepole pines and fir trees I had an ah-ha moment: of course this is why I chose to reside in my funky cabins with walls made of trees. This is as close to living outside as you can get. I remained always connected through daily routine and deep dreaming with the beloved trees.
Yet in the past couple of years I have been longing for something new. Literally newer as in more modern. I prayed for a home with new appliances even. I was so over scrubbing the patina of former inhabitants from my cabinets/floors. I wanted a lighter space too, less burdened by the weight of logs/loss. Thank you Universe for the gift of this surprising home/guest house I now reside within. The walls are painted psychedelic pink and orange with faux leopard carpet~fun~everything sparkling. A bathtub and as I write this the dishwasher is humming. New to me. I feel I am living inside a pink rose or an orange poppy. This is truly a home of joy and color and delight. Much like my childhood bedroom plastered with ski posters but painted in these same chosen colors. Very familiar. Helping me remember who I am at core. I imagined/intended this, but could never have imagined this***Thank you Val.
It seems too that my homes of yore were always facing north and west, the directions in Native American tradition associated with introspection and wisdom~fitting for much of my life’s work/quest/path so far. But now for the first time in 35 years I am no longer looking north/west to the wilderness of the Teton Range but facing south/east toward town, toward Jackson where most of the humans reside~the wildness of creative humanity. South: the direction of joy and innocence. East: the direction of illumination and awakening.
I admit I am working on getting my bearings. My personal compass needle is swinging madly on certain days. Who am I? Where am I? What am I becoming? How do I find the right new direction? Both joyful and uncertain, turbulent and jubilant I walk/write place my hand/body/feet on the beloved Earth each day to ask for her calm guidance and presence. No matter what direction I turn, Earth is always beneath my feet. Earth has my back.
Much like the sometimes anticipated shifting of our polar axis that occurs every million years or so and reorients the magnetism of our planet, I feel I am undergoing my own pole shift as my daily focus shifts from North to South. I have shifted from being more aware of Sunset to now facing Sunrise.
~~~Perhaps this is a hopeful sign~~~
So much is setting/completing in our collective humanity as we await the coming dawn.
At my age, having experienced over five decades of evolution, I actually feel like I am 23 again.
23: when I first launched myself on a global adventure living in New Zealand/traveling the southern hemisphere for a year.
Here I am again, with the opportunity to reinvent myself.
Ah..Time. Such a relative concept as Einstien spoke of eloquently in his theory of Relativity. I have been acutely aware of the paradox of the dimensional time shifts we are navigating. It seems that Time is literally accelerating and yet so many of us are redesigning out lives to be able to S L O W D O W N and S I M P L I F Y. Do you feel that in your own life? Perhaps we have to take on more/move faster now to free ourselves to F R E E T I ME so we can eventually move at a more sane pace. Clearly we have all been living/forced to live at an insane pace. Time to stop pacing. To pace ourselves. I applaud the lioness/lion’s courage it takes for each and every one of us to face the challenges of each day. What pioneers we are. ROAR.
Paradoxically all this busyness is forcing us to live more in the P R E S E N T moment. Do you feel that? Like all this crisis is forcing us/allowing us to live more like the more awakened souls of a Buddha or White Buffalo Woman, a Quan Kin, or Christ. We are Saints all. Out of stress can be born great PRESENCE.
Here’s a way of viewing age that came to me a couple years back as I was contemplating my own maturation. There is a moment when you reach a certain external age~that awareness is unique to each of us~that seems incongruent with your sense of your internal age. All elders will tell you this. Even though they are in their 80’s, they are still 35 or 40 or 25…and they are in their minds/hearts.
Consider this: imagine that the 12 months of the year symbolize phases/decades of our lives. Here’s how I charted my life path out. This fits the statement that 40 is the new 30, 60 is the new 40,
80 is the new 60…you get the picture.
January: Conception, planting the seed of the coming birth
February: Birth itself, coming into this Earth plane.
March: Ages 1-10
April: Ages 11-20
May: Ages 21-30
June: Ages 31-40
July: Ages 41-50
August: Ages 51-60
September: Ages 61-70
October: Ages 71-80
November: Ages 81-90
When I thought of this, I felt uplifted realizing that so-called midlife is still the height of summer. Yes the flowers are dryer yet much bouquet of color remains. Seeds are preparing to be sent out into the next season, seeding the next cycle of creativity. This is a delightful way to appreciate the gift of life experience don’t you think?
We are living proof of Einstein’s magnificent theory. We are learning the power we have in terms of how we will choose to age. It is all in how you intend/envision/shift to inhabit the NOW.
Okay. Bear with me. As I said, I am trying to make sense of all these swirling currents surrounding me/us. Back to time and the time shifts we are living through, navigating each in our own unique way.
I had the pleasure of spending time with Jose Arguelles~who left his body in March 2011~ in the mid 1980’s. Jose was a pioneer and radical Being who brought forth the awareness of the Mayan teachings about time travel~which is the genesis of all this talk of 2012~through his books, some complex and almost indecipherable yet fascinating like “Earth Ascending” and others more approachable and mainstream like “Surfers of the Zuvuya.” May you discover the brilliance of his texts in your own time. He remains a leader/navigator through these turbulent times.
I asked Jose to visit our Teton homeland in 1984 and we did crystal Earthgird ceremony with our budding consciousness/so-called new age community. I won’t name names, but so many of us have gone on to make major shifts in our community from so many levels. What magic we shared***
Jose writes, and I paraphrase: “The world will only change once we accept and PLAY with the next dimension-the fourth dimensional. This transformation entails a revolution of attitude, a change unprecedented in human history.”
I am reminded of what I heard this spring when I visited Sedona, Arizona.
“You have created the new Field, for many years, through all your endeavors, through your suffering and healing from your suffering…through your conscious intention….you have birthed this Field in which all are cared for, all live their joy, all look after the Other….it is here NOW…..trust, have faith this is so.
YOUR JOB NOW is to visit that Field as often as possible, to inhabit this new Field you have birthed, to recreate your lives and livelihood in that Field of Joy. You are a resonant, radiating Field of Joy. Art, and an artful creative life will lead your way. Follow the heartline of your art, your truth north. The entelechy of you is the entelechy of Earth. Both are linked. Trust.”
In honor of Jose, I share this, his Prayer of the Seven Galactic Directions:
From the East House of Light
May wisdom dawn in us
So we may see all things in clarity
From the North House of Night
May wisdom ripen in us
So we may know from within
From the West House of Transformation
May wisdom be transformed into right action
So we may do what must be done
From the South House of the Eternal Sun
May right action reap the harvest
So we may enjoy the fruits of planetary being
From the Above House of Heaven
Where star people and ancestors gather
May their blessings come to us now
From the Below House of Earth
May the heartbeat of her crystal core
Bless us with harmonies to end all war.
From the Center Galactic Source
Which is everywhere at once
May everything be known as light in mutual love.
OM YUM HUNAB K’U
EVAM MAYA E MA HO!
By Jose Arguelles
As an astrologer I am sometimes asked about external stellar events like this coming Comet Elenin which supposedly arrives within Earth’s orbit around late September. Or the wider implications of 2012 and the various prophecies surrounding this historic moment. What does it mean? What will happen?
Who are we becoming?
Because of my way of being in the world, really more as shaman than intellectual authority, my true knowing always comes from within. As Within, So Without is my mantra/reality. I always ponder how an external event is affecting me in terms of my own choices/awarenesses/awakenings. That to me is the knowledge I seek. True authentic knowing arising from within. This is also what the great teachers have always counseled us to do. To go within. Revisit the teachings of Christ or Buddha.
No Savior is coming folks. It is YOU. You and me, WE are salvation.
In another recent dream, upon asking for guidance to help me navigate these wild waves, I was given this: “There is an outer circumstance you all inhabit, your earthly life, visible, tangible, touchable.
And, there is the Mystery that guides you from the unseen world, the foundation, invisible yet
The only true guidance is what will arise within you. Trust that.
The Water beneath the Earth.
Recently, I told a man who I find unnervingly beautiful inside and out that I have had a crush on him for two years~I warned you this is a more personal post than previous ones~I did this with humor and non-attachment and courage. I simply had to get this off my chest, as the saying goes. ROAR. It was liberating~healing~ as I know that unexpressed emotion creates all kinds of havoc/disease in the body. I was being pressured to follow my own counseling to others: speak your heart’s truth. Speak your emotion. Speak from the place of your Water Heart. It is the truest place you reside within. It will always lead you in the right direction. AND, don’t be attached to the outcome. Just get it out of you and see where that wave will take you/lead you.
~~Trust the mysterious water beneath the earthly circumstance of your life~~
I warned you: my compass needle is wildly swinging. Thanks for listening.
These are the questions that keep me awake at night.
I will leave you with this remarkable film of the northern lights as filmed from the space station. Thank you Nick. And my poem Aurora, if I may. What I know, and live from the core of my Being is this: We are being guided/opened/from within and that will create unprecedented revolutionary shifts.
By Lyn Dalebout
from the Poles
like Thai silk
like speech from Angels
to the Earth
prismatic voice of sky
alights the night
the inner breath of Beings
beyond our sight.
EARTH: THE WATER PLANET
Water Blessings to you,