Dorothy, This Ain’t Kansas Anymore

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2021 is not normal. In fact it is so abnormal that it boarders on the supernaturally cruel. I don’t even watch the news and I can feel how out of tune, out of whack, out of reality we have all been thrown. I have friends who’s children and grand babies are struggling to survive the Delta Variant. Other friends are literally falling apart. And don’t get me started about marriages. 

We’re living in the time of Koyaanisqatsi, a Hopi word meaning life out of balance. Our planet is in turmoil, our politics no longer speak for the people to the point that they are a frightening joke and our lives are riddled with fear both civil, economical, environmental, and political. We are divided, angry, confused, frightened, and lost in a way that screams, “Help! Nothing I ever counted on is working for me. Nothing I ever believed would keep me secure and safe is doing its job. Nothing I trusted in is holding space for me and keeping my loved ones safe.”

Koyaanisqatsi, our lives are out of balance. We’ve known since the 70’s that we were hurting our earth, that a majority of our citizens lived in fear, oppression, poverty, and objectification. We’ve known that our resources were limited and that change had to come but few of us were ready to make the needed changes to come back into balance with our earth, our communities, our families, and ourselves. We have been suffering in this matrix called 9-5 where money replaced our Divine Creator and parenting became something only weak minded people stayed home to do. We shoved our kids into daycare, dissolved our communities and lived as independent islands with our eyes on the bottom line while our kids grew up to be latch key users with no sense of what it is to live and love as the tribal/communal beings we are wired to be.

Koyaanisqatsi is a slow process of devolution that culminates in a society that no longer recognizes its self. It is world out of balance, life out of balance, love out of balance, family out of balance, and earth out of balance. The volcanos are blowing, the forest fires are raging, the governments look to be out of control, the populous is divided and it seems sometimes like there is no hope.

Change is pain. Sometimes you have to be broken down to be built back up. Sometimes you have to be broken down over and over again until you come to realize that life isn’t about the material, it’s about the ineffable. It’s about love, compassion, peace, helping a stranger, and being brave enough to get on your knees and ask for help, not from another human, but from the one who made you and brought you here. We are in the arms of the angels right now and the only place to look is inward. Pray, meditate, help a neighbor, hold your child, and step into the new you that is flexible enough to embrace the constant change that has become the signature of these times.

We’re not through it yet. We’re only just beginning. If you’re not called home then you’re in this for the long haul. Get on your knees and know that the Devine Creator needs you to choose peace, love, and surrender now. This is not the world you knew so stop thinking you’ve got this and start listening to what your heart is telling you. Ego will lead you into hell but your soul holds your roadmap to survival and a new and balanced life.

I love you. Be still and come to know the I AM. We are all brothers and sisters traveling on a ball through space.