November 08, 2003
Looking at the moon

Didn't post last night due to spending my evening hours reading sites about the eclipse tonite and the accompanying Harmonic Concordance, as folks are calling the energy event associated with the patterns some see in the global chart for this point in time. It's pretty fascinating to me and there are so many angles of opinion on it that I stay plenty curious as I seek an equalibrious perspective. Some say it's nothing, that close analysis of the specific planets involved shows just as much chaos, meanness and upheaval as ever. Some find themes of literal transcendence and a world of peace and harmony close upon us. I think there are teaspoons of truth in the many varying viewpoints, all these human-translated bits of a real deal that is well beyond the comprehension we trust as our reality.

I'm a somewhat of a cynic when it comes to ever assuming the lion is going to literally lie down with the lamb this side of some major catastrophe that wipes us all out and turns the planet into a fresh start for some other civilization. And even then, it's questionable. Humans are humans, and I can't imagine this world being anything other than full of dualities; that is much the point of being here.

It seems the fresh start would have to be such a fresh start that it doesn't include us, or something would have to have such a profound evolutionary effect on this world that it is no longer what it was, no longer made of the same ingredients or patterns. And who can survive that? So if the lion were to lay down with the lamb here in my backyard, I seriously suspect I would not be here to see it. Not to mention, no backyard.

But that's my brain coming from a third-dimensional standpoint, speaking from what it knows from having signed up for this gig on earth where a big ingredient of our experience is testing one's mettle in the face of limits. In my dreams I descend stairs without touching them. Running is more like giant, suspended leaps in an atmosphere without gravity. I show people how to hang onto something while letting their feet go so they levitate like a flag on a flag pole. Just silly dreams while my rational brain is zonked out, but still they are a taste of manipulating physical limits, playing around in another plane. So maybe without my body I could survive to see a broadsweeping evolution of our planet. Or maybe just without my often too-rational brain.

I signed up for this third dimension life, and I believe in staying here and doing the hard work of transforming my Soul through my experiences. But I'm a sucker for the magic of stars and symbols and unexplained phenomena; they touch something deeper in us and poke at the part of us that falls numb enough to think that this physical plane is all there is. There's a spark in me that's not from here, and for me that's what all the Harmonic Concordance hullabaloo is about. There are patterns in tonite's astrological chart that are inspiring even just viewed on paper or screen with no analysis attached, because the shapes alone trigger ancient memories. There's a big red moon sitting with the twinkling Pleiades tonite, wearing a ghosted halo of itself. Who can resist the magic in that momentary glimpse past the illusion that we are all there is?

That alone is enough for me to celebrate the sky tonite. But I think there can easily be more. Intent is a powerful thing in the Universe, and to have people across the world focused on a higher energy and ideas of transformation sure beats humankind's typical MO. No, I don't see any lions and lambs heading for mutual Napville. But just one person making a conscious effort to engage a higher Self -- that's evolution.



Posted by Kat at 06:45 PM

 
 
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