22/05/2024
While meditating this morning, I heard the familiar sound of the chain saw buzzing in the near distance. Many of you know I inhabit a small corner of the high Amazonian jungle so the sights and sounds of forest decimation through cutting, burning, poisoning and other unsustainable and shortsighted means is unfortunately, not unfamiliar to me.
In the moment that I heard the splintering of wood as the hulking spine of the great tree being sacrificed in the name of supposed development finally broke and was felled, I instinctively brought my hands together in front of my heart and gave thanks for the life of that arboreal giant.
I then opened my eyes and looked around me at the green jewel that is my land, a veritable garden paradise heavily populated with aromatic, ornamental and medicinal trees, flowers, shrubs and plants, and I gave immediate thanks to each of them that were in my direct line of sight: the cocobolo which stands sentry over my room and has been my friend and mentor during many a long night spent in the maloca, the gardenia, the chacruna, the ajo sacha which spindles around the palms and showers pungently aromatic purple flowers down upon me (I was recently told by a good witch that this plant is especially finicky and only flowers when it wants therefore it must like me.)
I then envisioned the great sequoia forests along the western coast of northern Turtle Island, the baobab groves in eastern Mama Afrika, the pines, bamboos and eucalyptuses which adapt to many a continent and ecosystem and I offered my deepest heartfelt gratitude to them for continuing to stand and support our very existence.
We are the younger kin of the plant world, although we have forgotten this.
Much of the collective is still stuck in an immature and juvenile mentality, like children we believe the world revolves around us and exists simply to fulfill our immediate exigencies and enjoyment.
My prayer then turned to us, the collective.
That we awaken not a moment too soon and reorient towards our bigger purpose, aligning with our highest destinies and timelines. May we expand our limited, individualistic and egotistical perspective to encompass the perspectives of others, not just other humans although let us begin there, but other species and beyond that to all sentient life.
May we realize the error of our ways, crash course hurdling ourselves blindly with eyes covered and hoping for the best and instead, may we reposition ourselves taking into consideration the cosmovision of the ancients, yet redefining their holistic viewpoint towards the future timelines that truly benefits the Whole in its current evolutionary trajectory.
The best outcome is only possible when we slow down from this suicidal breakneck pace, pause, disengage from our self-serving agendas, contemplate, consider all the possibilities and perspectives including the ones we don’t relate to or agree with and more importantly that we do the work to question ourselves, addressing our fundamental confusion, observing where our thoughts, words and actions hurt ourselves and others and assume accountability for these shortcomings.
May we reframe, reposition and redirect.
It is still possible.
It begins today, in this sacred Here and Now, anchored and consecrated within the heart temple of each of us.
And so it is.
Written on the galactic alignment of our sun with its mother star. Tune in. This is a massive occurrence in how it affects consciousness on every level.
