Crisis and trauma have the ability to show us what truly matters, to shift timelines, to awaken, to become portals to truth. Sometimes in this vague and dreamlike world, we need to be shaken and stirred, and frighteningly transformed. Crisis reveals what is underneath things, who people truly are. All crisis can become a gateway to self knowledge, paths to knowing the divine intelligence working through all moments, intricately. Even the humanly painful ones. There are answers in surrender.
Crisis makes simple things important again.
Survival means we stay in our bodies.
In between the spaces between flesh and soul.
Staying in my body has been an act of defiance. The easy thing is to stay cold, hard or distracted. To depart to the virtual world, to chase forgetting. The more difficult thing is to stay present, stay feeling, ever subatomic emotional current running through your uncomfortable skin suit. To stay in the painful business of remaining in love. Reminding you of your ability to react, respond, alter and direct reality.
I explore AGAINST the drowning of mass distraction. Fragranced by forest and lit by mountain light. Exchanging lively conversations, swapping honeyed research with the urgency of the apocalypse. Protected by extraterrestrial ether. Flicking fire ants of my ankles and falling in mud. Gathering mustard seed with a bleeding heart and almost swallowing angel’s trumpets. Weaving flowers into my hair. Pirouetting through fantasies both infernal and celestial.
The sea blue stars watch above us,
Pointing to the south.
Breathing, leaping, like tall flames.
YOU. HAVE. TO. STAY. WILD.
Stay natural. You are nature.
You have got to STAY WILD.
If you stay wild, you can be knocked over, trampled on- and yet repair overtime.
Your grand call to destiny is not your career, or to get rich, or to be admired, Your purpose is linked to how you respond to trauma. Who do you become in the crisis. Never how productive you are, but how hard you fight to stay lucid. Basque in the beauty of your own mortality. That is the soul's journey. From down here it looks like suffering, but from up there, it's just growth. Surrender is where transformation begins. How you deal with crisis. You meet yourself in those moments.
The collective shadow is stirring. It is big, but only because so is the light. In these shifting forms, there are new sheets of ether draping over our earth. There are sudden, subtle microcosmic lights flickering everywhere. Tiny flowing currents in your spine.
Small footsteps of lightmarks are making unknown spaces in our bodies. Ready to peel out the lies in your blood. These lights are giddy and excited to reacquaint with you. Let your body feel this recognition.
Reality is recalibrating. Pick your direction.