I am not too surprised that the earth is spinning faster than it used to. If I were planet earth, and I were going through the process of re-birth that She is going through, I might spin a little faster too. Think of the whirling dervishes, the Shakers, and other spiritual traditions where dance and movement signify a strong connection with the divine, with the movement of the Spirit. I know I've told the story before, of the acquaintance who attended a choral evensong service I was singing in, who found the very disciplined choreography strange, even soulless. She was from a more evangelical Christian tradition, and was literally, like, "Why do you stand and sing so stiffly?" All I could say was, I'm passionate within, whirling with joy even, but the English choral tradition is like this on the outside --- very formal.
Right this moment, Gaia isn't being formal, or rigid. It seems to me that She is sloughing off old skin, moving and shaking, and perhaps trying to remind us that our human constructs are not the last word. I mean, heck, if She wanted to, She could come to a complete stop and start spinning in the other direction. We've based a lot of assumptions (in so many arenas!) on the notion that things will always be a certain way, but what if they are not?
It's interesting that I spoke of weaving the other day, and spinning today. I've never spun wool, or woven more than one or two scarves on simple childlike looms. I've also never canned food, or dried herbs, or any of the other traditional activities associated with older women. If everything comes to a screeching halt, I'll be as clueless about how to proceed as most other people. The only difference, perhaps, is that I have been alert to the probability of sudden change for decades, which made it hard for me to operate "normally". And I think the path forward may be a mish-mash of the very traditional and the futuristic. Immersing oneself in skills of the past may only make sense if you are strongly led to do so. The rest of us may find our intuitive leadings taking us on unexpected paths forward. The key is love. If you'd love to learn to spin wool right now (or to dance, or to use a lathe or a potter's wheel), go for it. If love is spinning you in another direction, then follow that leading. I was transfixed reading a good book about vegetarian cooking yesterday. It may be a bit soon to interpret what this means, but I'm certainly paying attention. If I'm still this enthused after a few more days, I'll know there's something to it.
