
What if it were the end of the world. . .
What if the worst predictions were true, and the planet is about to go into climate-extremes-overdrive, with alternating patterns of extreme heat, extreme cold, extreme drought, and extreme floods, increasing in ferocity year by year.
As you read these words, you might realize that we are already in that pattern. Extreme climate patterns are already upon us.
I would not be up-to-date on this subject, were not a good friend’s brother a teacher on these matters. Following his posts now for several years, it is clear that what many believe is an overblown narrative is actually not. It is very real and the pattern is only getting worse, quickly, year by year, season by season.
The sadness of this is often overwhelming. I can tune in to the species that are going extinct, the plants, animals, insects, even the microflora in the soil. It feels like tiny lights are being extinguished, one by one, and then all together, and threads of the fabric of this matrix just pulled out and disappearing.
So why then are we here? If the cycle, as it were, on this unbelievably beautiful planet is drawing to a close, what are we doing here?
Many are leaving. Whether the death occurs in the so-called First World because of illness or despair during the lockdowns of the pandemic, or if the deaths are in so-called Third-World countries, which is where the worst heat is striking. These countries have been catapulted into economic collapse as a result of our lockdowns, leaving millions of people to starve.
Why are we here? Why be born into this time and place, to see, cause and endure this suffering?
Today, meditating on this question, I got a kind of answer. We are here to be as aware as we can be about the causes and consequences, and we are here to be the best selves we can be, to turn to our God and to our deepest spiritual resources, to be kind and good in the face of hardship, and to ask the hard questions and find the hard answers, whatever they might be in any person’s unique situation.
It is helpful to remember that we opt-in, as it were, to the circumstances into which we are born and live. However hard or relatively easy the circumstances, they contain just the right challenges for our soul at this time of great tribulation.
Perhaps, for many of us, the hardships we endure now are an opportunity to lighten our karmic burden, to recognize, deeply feel and work through the patterns of multiple incarnations, lightening the backpack as we travel on.
It is a rare time, a time of rarified consciousness, we not only look our own death in the eyes, but at the end of an entire cycle.
Go into your calm inner place of oneness with self and with God.
Go there as often as you can, sit, breathe, remember who you are and where you are, and then remember your eternal, timeless and placeless self.
Acknowledge that this time and place is exactly where we are meant to be.
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I do still have hope and I count on our continuing on–if not on this planet, then on another. We are a beautiful, creative, heartfelt soul group, and we will find our way.