Who am I without my stories? Without my attachments? Without my wounds? I think I am about to find out, as we all are. September 2022 has been strange and it just keeps getting stranger. I keep trying to focus enough to write a post, only to decide it really doesn’t matter, anyway.

This isn’t apathy or withdrawal, it’s more like observer presence. Like I am watching a scripted movie, so it won’t matter what warnings I yell at the screen. We are where we are, and personal choice makes little difference, at this point. We can have a little influence over our own journey, and we are still responsible for the energy we put into the world, but the main plot is already in action.

I’m not at all saying we’re powerless in our own lives. Greatly loving and supporting the body is crucial at this point. I ask my body what it needs several times each day. I want to build a supportive partnership, and unity consciousness starts within. As within, so without. So, our choices still matter a great deal for the quality of our own journey… just not much else.

When the queen died my first thought was, “There’s no turning back now.” She was the linchpin holding the old paradigm together. I know there are all kinds of theories about the “evil” of the monarchy, but that’s not at all what I’m talking about. A single woman held a course for the whole planet for 70+ years. That’s pretty impressive. Now, we are evolving beyond the old paradigm, and the major players must change. This will happen faster than we think, as Queen Elizabeth II really was the glue holding it all together. We are all this powerful, if we could only stay focused.

The queen’s death was also a symbolic ending of many 3D stories. Many outdated archetypes are also leaving the dance floor. The problem I’m having (and I’m sure I’m not alone) is that new archetypes haven’t arrived yet. The only ideas I really resonate with are freedom, liberation, joy, and equality. I have no idea how that will look, but I am doing my best to embody those ideals. Again, this is all internal between my body and my higher self. The symbiotic relationship of incarnation.

I don’t really have much else to say. If you are feeling the strangeness, just know you aren’t alone. Care for your body like the frightened animal it is. Be ready to forgive and release the past at a whole new level. This is what we came to hold space for.

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