For the past 3 months, I haven’t felt like myself. I’ve felt so completely odd and out of place that I began questioning, ‘Whom am I? Where do I fit in?’
With all the changes that are happening in the world, it isn’t surprising that I’m questioning who I am and where I belong. Because the world isn’t as I used to know it. My dreams, like the world, seem to be changing. Some have become less important in nature, while others have grown. I used to tell others, when encouraging them to survive an emotional upheaval, to keep their “surfer knees.” Keeping your knees flexible allows you the ability to flow when something unexpected comes your way. But it seems like lately, my ‘surfer knees’ are struggling to keep flexible. Maybe it’s because it’s been wave after continuous wave. And the fog has dropped down so low that I’m just trying to paddle back into the shore but I can’t see the shore…or the other surfers. So, I sit and wait until the fog lifts so I can see the way in…my path. As I sit there, bounced by occasional wave, I think about who we are becoming.
A friend took me exploring a few years back to some Native wall cities just west of Sedona, on the Colorado Plateau. At the visitors center there, they had a timeline of the different tribes who had occupied the cities there. The ancient ancestors of the Hopi had come and gone and the Apache had then taken up residence there. What was fascinating to me was the realization that the wall cities were abandoned approximately every 100 years, mostly due to drought.I got to thinking of that centennial dance…of moving and change. True, it was the drought that caused the need to leave and search for other places where food and water were plentiful. But what caused the drought? How was it that every 100 years, there was a drought that forced them to leave? And who and what did they become after the move to their new home? Did they gain more knowledge, become more peaceful, merge with other tribes? The answer is mostly likely ‘Yes’. The only constant is Change and we are designed to change…or die.
So, here we are, experiencing that 100 years change. We thought we could overcome everything with our technology…smooth out the bumps…so we didn’t have to live in harmony with Mother Earth. We learned that nuclear power wasn’t safe…that Compassion takes a back seat to Profit…that those in power really are greedy and are willing to let The People fall in order that they may survive (and survive well)…that there are devices that can change (not control) the weather, with devastating effects…that our governments are quite willing to consider us “Collateral Damage” or “Cattle” when it comes to our health or our food supply…and because they consider The People of this world as less than, then they certainly consider the animals as totally expendable…and that the Creator is something we need to ‘separate’ from.
So, now that we know what we became, what will we become with this 100 year change?
All around us, those dark deeds we knew nothing about are, like a proverbial rock, being turned over and exposed to the Light so we can see the ‘slugs’ that have lived in the dark and ran our world for so long. The World over, people are becoming more spiritually aware of who they are…that we are Spiritual Beings experiencing the beauty and challenge of being Human. And where The People have lived under the oppression of the old ways, they are standing up in courage and faith to usher in new ways..of Justice…of Freedom…of Truth…of Compassion…of Light, and most certainly, of Unconditional Love.
And that, I truly believe, is who we are becoming…beings of Love. And so, in answer to the questions I asked of myself: Who I am is a Spiritual Being of Love, Light and Goodness…passionate about bring Compassion into this world, with a belief that we are indeed about to find our new path…our ‘new way’. The path of Spirit. And yes, I do have a place here.