Over the years, I've never used "hodgepodge" to title a blog post of miscellaneous observations. (It looks like "miscellany" has been my go-to.) It is not a very beautiful-sounding term, so I hate to use it at this moment, but on the other hand, it makes me smile. Smiles are rare right now.
So, in no particular order, my hodgepodge...
Today is a powerful new moon. New beginnings...
My recent "thing" about England and its church music having seemingly dropped out of my energy field continues to be true. In a sense, this may be a case of "be careful what you wish for" -- perhaps under the surface I always wished to be set free from this narrowly-defined dream, but now it is unnerving that it may have actually happened. I want a little certainty back! (If I knew nothing else about myself, it was that I loved England!) And perhaps it isn't permanent. Yet so far it seems to mark a real energetic break. My hunch is that in their old forms, these two intertwined passions would potentially hold me back from playing the role the Goddess needs from me in this new era.
I went up to Saratoga yesterday. For the price of a city bus, it's a little like going to an upscale metropolitan neighborhood. In a mere four days or so, the foothills of the Adirondacks went from cold, grey, and barren, to summer. (Everything is speeding up, I guess, even the change of seasons.) People were out, eating in sidewalk cafes, carrying shopping bags from posh stores, wearing actual summer clothing, and sitting down to rest and rehydrate. The greens and yellows on grass and in gardens blossomed almost literally in front of my eyes.
I had another "aha moment" up there, actually, as I was in the public library, escaping the heat. I listened to the seniors who were volunteering in the library's book shop, talking about things that didn't interest me, just as I had taken in clips of such conversations on the bus and on the street, just as I have done with conversations around me all my life. I acutely felt the omnipresent split of being in a world that, in effect, doesn't interest me -- heck, I almost passed out at how uncomfortable it felt. But then it hit me, that's it! I need to be surrounded with people who talk about the same things that interest me! I cannot split myself in two any more, clearly. Sure, the old paradigm is still in place, but the time has come to be surrounded by others creating the new paradigm, honoring the Goddess, and living as far into the future as apparently I have always been. The time has come, within me more than anything, to validate the new paradigm and attract such places and people. That will truly be "home".
As I walked around, I was also struck by how immensely privileged and fortunate I was to be in such a place for the day, not dealing with (at least superficially) the issues that much of the world (and the country) are dealing with. I sent out waves of gratitude.
I am thankful, too, that the astronauts got back safely. Their comments this week were touching and inspiring. But as I must have said at least once before, there is a problem with our further exploration of space, just as there is with our activities here on earth. We don't seem to have ever asked Earth for Her permission and guidance interacting with Her, and we don't seem to have consulted with the Moon either. Does She welcome human exploration and settlement? Why have we never had constructs in place to put Earth's (or Moon's) needs first, before human progress? (If we did, it was in "pre-history"...)
OK, that's it. Normally, when I'm not super pleased with the perfection of one of my posts, I hold off, but this doesn't seem to be an era in which to do that. Particularly not on the new moon. So, take care, all. Keep breathing this weekend, and let in the new.
