Everywhere I go today, I will need to carry along a box of tissues. I had no idea how powerful and sudden the relief over the transition from one era to the next would be. It has hit me and my wife like the cathartic rush of hot bath-water as one sinks into a big, claw-footed tub. All of my cells have apparently decided that it's time to let go of the tension, the discomfort and the fear that had, apparently built-up over the last few years.....FOUR to be exact.
Yes, I knew that we were in a national crisis, that our very democracy itself was in extreme jeopardy....but, until the Capitol was invaded by the outback hordes of evil assholes...oh, sorry, uh, 'misguided souls', I really didn't know how much that was eating away at my peace of mind, my ability to be and remain fully present in the moment, and my actual sanity.
It seems that having a leader who lies constantly, who manipulates and schemes as he steals all he can and actively works to destroy peoples' lives......is stressful, VERY stressful. I knew I was struggling, but I had no idea that my spirit was slowly being crushed by his universal despicability. I just couldn't imagine that some idiot politician in an office five hundred miles away could have such an out-sized effect on me.
I recently opined that it was getting on time to put this same idiot in the rear-view mirror and move on. In very clear and even elegant terms, the entire process of regime change yesterday did that for me. Abby and I were both getting more emotional as the whole thing unfolded, but then came a moment when we both just gave up resisting and the dam collapsed.
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| This is what 'hope' looks like. |
Amanda Gorman is just 22 years old. She is diminutive in stature and cute as a button....please don't take that as condescending, it is not meant to be....and she is as bright as the Morning Star, Venus. This very accomplished and astonishingly astute young lady is going to be one of the touch points for our hope that the future can not only compensate for all of the damage done by Despicable Donny, but I have reason to believe that she is also just one of many such souls who are emerging from the depths of the forest that we have been wandering in.
Some have referred to these so obviously evolved young people as 'Indigo Children' and the phrase is open to interpretation, of course, but, it generally indicates a person who has a noticeably advanced level of awareness. Okay, yes, that is too vague. In one 'New Age' paradigm such souls would be recognized as being 'old souls' and the idea is that they must have been here...there and everywhere....before, perhaps many times. How else could such young people evince a level of understanding that even outstrips their elders?
If you are struggling with the concept of reincarnation, I certainly do understand. Were it not for a flurry of experiences I would be there too. But, in the early 70s, I was in a major car-wreck, then on a scaffold in Kempten Germany that collapsed and finally I had an LSD trip in which I was led to the understanding--not the intellectual concept, but an actual epiphany--that souls have multiple opportunities in bodily form and use said chances to evolve.
I left my body in each of these occasions. I was outside of myself and regarding the situation as one might view a scene from a security camera. The situation in Oklahoma City was a roll-over...of an elderly Chevy pick-up that was towing a '57 BelAire Chevy and the whole shootin' match went off the inside of a curve as the driver lost control while trying to make a move for the Will Rogers Expressway. The truck tucked in and rolled three or four times. I was tossed out through the now gone windshield and watched it all happen as if it were happening to some other poor bugger.
At some point after that my next recollection was that of standing on the side of the road as an Oklahoma trooper shone his light in my face, "Are you alright, son?" My response was, "Am I alive?" to which he replied, "I don't know how, but, yes, you are alive." As you can imagine, such an experience could have a serious impact on how one understands the relationship between one's body and one's 'spirit'. It did and it still does.
And, it was only a few months later that I was on that scaffold in Kempten. I won't go over that here, but suffice it to say that it removed any lingering doubts about the implications of the first incident.
There is a truly amazing non-fiction book that I recommend to anybody who is interested in deepening their understanding of this soul-body connection. The title is, "Soul Survivor" and it's the story of a baby, then child, James, born to Bruce and Andrea Leininger, a couple in Louisiana. Even as a small child James had nightmares in which he was terrified that he was trapped in a burning airplane and couldn't get out. Well--long story, short--James was eventually accepted by the veterans of an escort carrier, the Natomah Bay, that was involved with the war in the South Pacific, including Iwo Jima. He was able to name other pilots who had also been shot down and killed...along with details that a young boy from Louisiana could not possibly know......unless he'd somehow BEEN THERE.
For me, this is just one more validation of the facts as I have personally experienced them this lifetime. We have a soul, a spirit, or whatever you want to name it...that is housed in your body, but, there comes a time when they can separate. Your soul lives on, and your body gets re-cycled.
So, when I see young Amanda Gorman pretty much blow the entire country...who isn't asleep or brain-dead...out of the water with the wisdom, the over-arching beauty and goodness that came out of her poetic mind....I immediately feel that one more 'Old Soul' has stepped out into the light of day to help us through this darkest of dark nights.
It also seems to be a reminder that despite all the suffering, the dying, and the chaotic upheaval in peoples' lives....that there is a Light at the end of the tunnel.
And..........it's not a fast-freight that is about to run us down. It is Amanda and a whole new generation of enlightened souls who have arrived among us. I am not being facetious here....they're here and we need them to be.
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