Compassion compass

So.

Sleep has eluded me these nights.

This shift storm shindig in the heavens is really kicking into high gear.

Lying awake, buzzing with supercharged energy has been my midnight MO, of late.

That Mercury retrograde conjunct Pluto in Capricorn at the MidHeaven, though.
Shit is seriously serious.
And that North Node conjunction with the Moon in Virgo, opposed a Mars in Aquarius conjunction with the South Node, and Neptune on his home turf of Pisces, Sextile the Sun in Sagittarius?
Fuhget about it…

There's a Godblessed giant transformation cross in the sky, people.
Seriously serious.

Making my hair stand up on end, for real.
Lookin’ like a mad scientist over here.

The stakes of this whole “prisoners of the past, or pioneers of the future” debacle just keep soaring higher and higher.

Who's got deeper wounds, more numerous scars, greater profundity of trauma in their past, more difficult life it the present?
Who can pass their pain along to the next human with the most dexterity?
Wanna fight about it?

No.
No, actually… I'd rather not.

I don't want to fight at all.
I spent the first 29 years of my life fighting, and frankly, I am done.
I've been done.

I'm done with blaming, and being blamed. I'm done with shaming, and being shamed. I'm done with vilifying, and being vilified.

I have been beaten, belittled, abused, used, bled, left for dead, and called a sanctimonious cunt.
I have wounded, manipulated, degraded, disregarded, misjudged, undermined, and overlooked.
I am done.

I chose a different path.

Who wins when we play the game of “who wore misery best”?
No one.
We all lose.

About time to shed that decay, right? 
Right.

For my part, I'm through with passing my pain.
I am able to process it, digest it, and lay it to rest just fine, thank you.
Cleanse it, clear in, heal it, seal it.
Plant the flower of love in the fertile, earthy lome which ensues.

I use compassion as my compass now.

More and more these days, I feel myself to be standing in two worlds.

One foot set in a world of untold suffering, wherein humans are bathing themselves and one another in blood red rivers of agony, while supposed “powers that be” call it the latest fucking fashion. Say “that’s just the way it is.”

Then there's the other foot, rested in a world of expansion, liberation, and elation through acceptance.
Wherein humans are standing in their power, owning their magic, and saying “hell yes” to the truly magnificent, unendingly potent, blessed medicine of the moment.
Wherein we all hold ourselves and one another as holy alchemists, and keepers of the sacred Fire of Creation.
Wherein we collectively return to the understanding of our true, earth-shaking capability.
Wherein we all remember that we really, truly are ALL in this shift together.
Wherein we honor ourselves, our world, and one anther with unbridled abandon.

These two worlds are completely contradictory, yet they are existing side by side. 

Odd.
..and, right on track.
We are coming to the end, which is the beginning. Alpha and Omega. Catch my drift?

We get to choose, which end of the spectrum we dwell in. 

As the stakes fly ever higher, we're offered ever more intense opportunities to affirm and reaffirm our position.

Know this, wherever you stand, you’re right.
You're right on track.

I celebrate you.
I thank you.
For being, and for being you.

I see you.
I feel you.
I am with you, as you are with me.

I love you.
Always and in all ways.
 

© EJB 2016

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