Carrying much determination to not let this event out of the collective consciousness. It’s not that I am totally focused on the horrors that have been perpetrated on the native people’s for millennia, it is closer to my heart and soul than that. You see friends, I have long proposed that we are all native to this earth—it isn’t a designation reserved for the remaining few from the past few centuries. Whether you believe in reincarnation or not is of little import for we all have ancestors that go far back on the track of time.
The purposeful destruction of Lahaina is much more than a horrendous event, it was a quintessential event, it marked the beginning of the end so to speak. I was energetically transported to the Hawaiian islands, penetrating deep into the importance of the telluric currents that connect them and their geo-location. Once a kingdom of grace and gratitude it had to be marked, just as the aptly named Paradise was in California.
With the onset of the constant noisy theater of the absurd—the selection process, and people’s attention spans limited to the news of the moment most will easily forget and move on. There are literally thousands of other fires being lit by arson, incendiary devices, DEWs, or other technologies developed by nefarious agencies. They don’t care how and to confuse the conspiracy realists they will mix it up and call it human driven climate change. What a joke by jokers who get their kicks by how easily fooled and diverted the human mind has become.
Do you feel powerless, do you feel overwhelmed? This is the intent of the dark ones. Do you turn away because of these feelings? Perhaps this remembrance of mine is a personal calling and others have found their own. Though with Laurie’s farm being threatened and the Alfa Vedic community in danger for over a week it feels imperative that we rise up. By this I mean rise in Spirit and connect with the Source of All, connect with friends and family in meaningful prayer—a prayer that becomes a constant emanation.
My good fortune is having maintained some very meaningful connections with good friends and when we get together to penetrate the smoke and haze to the unseen we receive abundant blessings and insight into how this game will end. Pure gold.
A heightened awareness is necessary, this is not a time to stick one’s head in the sand or stand by waiting for a savior to arrive in the nick of time. The game is woven in a thick black smoke, interwoven with false prophets, fake news, fake images, misdirects, misinformation, opinions promoted as truth—the list is long. It’s going to get worse with the abilities that have been programmed into AI. A good question to ponder is, where is Truth and how will I be able to discern it? I will leave the question hanging for I can not answer it for other than myself.
A TENDER RAGE
Sometimes “love and light and bliss” is just a cop-out, a distraction, a terrible lie.
You’re angry, you’re hurt, but then you bypass the anger and the hurt and pretend to be calm, spiritual, “at peace”.
It’s a lie. It’s a terrible lie.
You hide in “Pure Awareness” and pretend to be “beyond” the drama. It’s false. A mask. A manipulation. And nobody is buying it anymore.
Yes of course some situations call for stillness, silence, a turning from conflict and a turning within. Sometimes you need to pull back, turn the other cheek, not get involved, rest in Being.
But sometimes, sometimes, the gods call you into loving conflict, to take a stand, to confront the forces of unconsciousness and manipulation head-on.To get involved.
And so you go, you go willingly, called by forces older than yourself. You leave your meditation cushion and you lean into the world. Trembling, in awe of all creation, you walk into the Unknown, to face what you must face.
The image, the act of the “nice, kind, tolerant, drama-free, neutral observer” crumbles… and you step into a fierce and tender rage. The world hears your cry. The world sees your passion, your deep care, your authentic tears.
It’s just as “spiritual” as love and light and bliss. It truly is. It’s a tender, righteous anger that protects the vulnerable, stands up for truth, calls out abuse, discrimination, prejudice, lies.
Don’t let your spirituality become an excuse to repress your true human feelings. Don’t create a new image of “the spiritual one” and push down your sacred passion. Just follow your fucking deepest knowing into the heart core of truth. Stop being fake “spiritual” and dare yourself to be real today.
- Jeff Foster
Even though I didn’t grow up in a religious family, for some reason I was taught this Psalm and it has stayed with me all my life. A psalm is a holy song, it resonates somewhere long forgotten, for me hearing and saying these words brings back to this current life the resonance of the Holy of the Holies. It takes faith but true faith bears forth the real and beautiful. All things in the physical pass away, that of Spirit are eternal. Perhaps this is the reason I listen to the people who survived the Maui fire. It often happens while driving to town in the mornings that I get a message, a few days after the fire I had the clear thought, time has run out for people to make a different choice, their path is set. I felt in a way that the Maui fire symbolically marked a line, a moment, where the course of destiny has been set.
