Those of you who have done any amount of knitting know that, from time to time, you will discover a little hole in your project where you dropped a stitch. It looks innocuous, but this little open spot can grow over time as nearby stitches come undone. Excellent knitters (I am not one!) can find ways to repair the damage with a crochet hook, but depending on the pattern, it is often necessary to literally unravel your work back to that spot, pick up the dropped stitch, and move forward again.
What does this have to do with anything on this frigid (-40 degree windchills) Monday in January?
In my last blog, I suggested that one of the "graces" present in our current scenario is the possibility that climate chaos could ultimately keep earth habitable for human life. I got some interesting feedback on this, and rightly so, in the sense that the sentence wasn't complete or clear (although I'll keep the wording as it is). I agree that there is no guarantee that humanity will, or should, survive coming environmental changes. Indeed, I am fairly confident that we will not survive our current profit- and conflict-driven model or efforts to maintain that model. Earth simply cannot take it any more.
But our modern paradigm is tragically lopsided, and it is not the whole picture, as we all know. Historically, powers-that-be have chosen to de-value nature and de-value the feminine, plowing ahead with largely left-brain, logical, competitive energy. I've written before about how frustrated I am at our current embrace of "Artificial Intelligence". Women's intelligence and spiritual perspectives have been bypassed. We haven't listened to the women -- and men -- who might have represented alternative ways of working with nature, and ways to gradually knit right-brain, feminine creative energy into our earth experiment. We've completely bypassed, well, people like me. I mean, this is personal for me, and for so many women, artists, musicians, spiritual beings, and beings from different kinds of communities and cultures, left in the dust. Sure, focusing on only one form of creativity has allowed for rapid, showy, and extremely impressive technical "progress". Yet, as much as we have all come to rely on this progress and have adapted to it, many of its manifestations are brutal and unsustainable. And they are starting to fail us.
That is humanity's "dropped stitch". Our flashy sweater is unraveling. Now, if enough humans can pick up the dropped stitch and begin to honor Nature and women, and build lives based on love, not profit -- if we can embrace new kinds of "progress" and more evolved manifestations of the human spirit -- I think human life will continue. We are integral to exciting physical and spiritual changes taking place not only on earth but throughout the universe. I have a hunch that the Goddess actively wants the most loving humans to survive, and to thrive in the coming new paradigm.
But I agree, human life, per se, isn't the point of it all. Aligning with the streams of love surging through the universe is the point of it all.
