This Call To Action

The immortal spirit of every human being is engaged, whether he wants it to be or not. Jon Rappoport

This adventure should change you. Radically transform you. In real ways that you can watch happen day by day.~Caitlin Johnstone

We already have natural immune systems.  They work.~Jon Rappoport

We are Holy. When we meet,
microbes leap, greet

informing, learning evolution croon
invisible dancing thrill breathing tunes,

our receptive lives trading as we keep
ourselves alive, wake from our sleep.

We don’t know divine’s looking through our eyes.
In this great awakening, the string pulls

deep inside, it is my own creation
I decry. I stand empowered, pray some

childhood misperceptions which led me
to create a life unloved away–suddenly

the outside force that fed on this belief
is snaking, a loose hose, air escaping

hear the hissing failed attempt to suck my
energy. Falsehood has no place, erased

as I reclaim my sovereignty. Called to
our places—we signed up for this—the game

is on. The test is clear. No holding back.
Chin up, my dear! In this coming race, step

out of time that tries to force your pace. There’s
only now and there’s no how when we care.

Take each step, released. Realize we’re free,
have been, and always will be. Simply see.

Inspired by: Ambivalent, Call, UnderstatedManeuver and a gorgeous iris in the rain.

Cope with Hope

If you’re seeing a mountain of disparate and conflicting information about which you can’t form a single unified narrative right now, that’s okay. That’s what we’re all seeing.~Caitlin Johnstone

Dawn’s sleepless hour, a storm
and I rise to cook while there’s power.
Sunrise reveals feathered pairs plot
ways to sandwich nests among the riprap,
squat to plan which escape their babes
might take. The mowing crews will bring
heartache–if you believe as I do
that life wants to live–you
vanquish the fantasy of control
a tranquil shore where humans never
go, immersed in screens of fear
or pacing with leashed dogs
on the tarmacadam road adhering
to austere demands. Am I a ninny
longing for hugs? A show of hands,
remember when we traded germs
quite freely? Abnormal now confirms
this is a war and my body
is the battlefield, and I must yield.
Even when they don’t have a clue,
I must be used, tossed like a test
(will I protest?) I do not know.
I’ll say it loud. And yet I love
and I am proud to live in connected
respect. I reject this abject
fear and misery. I’m here to question
every single thing you’re telling me.
I’m free to loosen my creativity.
So I rise up. It’s spring.
It’s time to plant new living things.

 

Inspired by: Ninny, Fantasy, Vanquish and Sandwich.

Also by Charles Eisenstein’s thoughtful essay about what’s going on right now, The Coronation.

I Feel

May the earth feel your love.
May the earth feel your love.
May the earth feel your love.
Your love. Your love. Your love.~A Blessing For Anyone by Caitlin Johnstone, set to music by Michael Brunnock.

This mantra-riff opens my heart
spiraling down into my darkness
as I ground into the embrace
that pulls me, always

I am a pinkie fingernail
with delusions of grandeur
unaware of my connection
to this living system

and now bathed in this blessing
may the earth feel your love,
a call to consciousness
omigod i am love

omigod i am love

palpable, rooted despite
the sci-fi fantasies that insist
I am separate and able
to thrive in a tin can

floating above all the waving
tendrils of my life
may the earth feel my love
right now, as I shift

all the shoulds and thoughts
of merit, worth and deserve
dissipating as I sink into
accuracy, feel my love, your

love, our love. This evolutionary
leap into our mother,
luminous cords like music
resonate our love

and all our disguises and denials
movies or funhouse mirrors, love’s
delightful gravity we’ve missed
in our pretensions and flights

of fancy. May the earth feel your
love, your love, your love.
Blessed and blessing, curiosity
leads me here, now, I feel

enter the light
celebrate the darkness
and all the unknowable
which is everything I feel

may the earth feel you’re love.
The spellcheck insistence
valid now I’m love
may the earth feel me.

Inspired by: Riff, Accuracy, Valid and Movie.

 

We Need You

In my teens I quadded with simplicity
earth, fire, air, water
made perfect sense to me.
I could calculate in quiet
using energy, emotion and my skills
to form synergy: lost things found,
a future perceived, plants that lived
and flourished with my thumb so green.
And I could hear
animals speak, quadding
body, feelings, thoughts, relationality.

I make up words, as you can see.
Love is precision, you know what I mean?
I could read hearts.
And as for lies
they loomed as large and painful
as smoke in your eyes.
Flagrant wrongdoing seemed to melt
heated words ungrounded in reality,
dissonance felt, and yet unseen.
Or so it seemed.

For when I pointed out
the inconsistency
all around me
the lying was indulged and
mediocrity took hold
of the adults. I fought the mold–
said I would never grow old.
And that still holds.

I gotta speak my truth
—call me witch, call me weird—
my heart holds in sooth
reality is multitiered.
And I’m holding space for you
that bold heart of your youth.
Your voice, unique,
is all we need:
essential seed.

Inspired by: Indulge, Flagrant, Calculate, Quiet and Quad. And this illuminating piece by Caitlin Johnstone.

I snapped the photo at the Lyon Arboretum on Oahu.

 

Integrating The Light

“There’s a lot of bullshit in this world, and it just so happens that we each own an acre of it over which we have total and complete control.”~Caitlin Johnstone

How are all the currents ironed
smooth as a mirror each night?

Drawing me out of the house
to marvel. Big fish leap out

of the unfathomable sky
the lake has captured.

An ancient memory teases
the celebration as a Viking

heads homeward, his hold
filled with plunder, and my

subjugated grandmother, belly
still flat, tracking his departing

sails with joy. I stand at the
threshold and reflect

in this pivotal moment
out of time and space.

The blood-mingling, cell-
deep knowledge emerges.

Vulnerable as a seedling
daring to break the surface,

still I embrace what is.
Step by step I integrate

these gifts, looking
with fresh eyes at

what I can see
and learn about my way.

Inspired by: House, Reflect, Unfathomable and Viking.