November 1, 2024
It is not possible for any thinking person to live in such a society as our own without wanting to change it. ~ George Orwell
We’re having the carpets cleaned for the first time in too many years to admit. Logistics typically stymie me (where to corral the cats? What about Mom?). But I just picked up the phone two weeks ago and chatted with the guy who cleaned them last time, told him the logistical issues, and worked it out.
I’m finding I have little patience with disorder and dirt. I sometimes wonder if it’s because I’m mobile and it no longer is painful to keep things clean, or if something bigger is afoot.
Is the world impatient for clean-up? Is the mass human psyche, if there is such a thing—made up of every soul incarnate at this time, from newly-born to nearly-dead—ready for astronomical improvement of our Earthly lot? Matthew Ward (and others) talk about the Collective needing to reach a certain tipping point. After that, there’ll be no more corralling us in the misery and deception that’s been our lot on this planet, and those who’ve caused it will be banished, one way or another, forever and for good.
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I’m sure we’re all in different stages of preparedness for whatever may unfold, both personally and globally. Whether that’s literal, physical readiness or a spiritual openness to our bright and eager future, on some level, we know what we still need to do, or if we’re as ready as we can be.
At this moment, I feel ready. I dismantled the Armageddon closet years ago, but we’re well-stocked-enough. I don’t stress about water (should I?), and I naively believe that Direct Relief, headquartered nearby with massive stores of everything, would abstain from supplying the world post-disaster long enough to take care of its Goleta and Santa Barbara neighbors, should things get really dicey.
What about my soul? My inner self, higher self? And my beloved, beleaguered, cantankerous human-being-body-self? Are we ready for what may come?
Probably. What I do know is that I was positively gleeful when I cast my early ballot yesterday. From what some commentators and channels say, this November 5th US presidential election is about much, much more than an election. Is that a self-important American citizen sounding off? Possibly…but I think not.
It’s all so very 3D, isn’t it? I reckon that’s by design and of necessity. I don’t think we can change physical things simply by wishing, willing, envisioning. Those are part of the juggernaut, the energetic underpinning, but the engine of change is powered by visible, physical actions. And what the US is experiencing now is physical action. I was a minuscule part of that action when I dropped my ballot into the box outside Goleta City Hall, and that’s so for every vote cast and to be cast before the polls close.
The juggernaut of change is on the move. Pretty hard to stop those monsters, so woe betide those who might try. Nothing can stop what is coming.
