May 13, 2020-
The day began with rough energy. I reflected that negativity is often associated with Friday the 13th. I have been, and remain, determined to not let negativity dominate my day-even on days when I have been dismissed from a position or facing the loss of a loved one.
I read the obituary of a childhood friend- the closest personal connection I have, thus far, to Coronavirusdisease2019. A short time later, when I was preparing to do a routine task, the most basic step momentarily escaped me. I felt my friend’s energy and the step came to my consciousness.
By mid-morning, the negativity had passed. I went to visit some friends who have a restaurant, in a small shopping center, on the edge of town. They were on their third day back, after staying closed for sixty days. They are very much people of the soil, of the ranch. Thus, what you see is what you get-and no apologies. I’ve always had an open heart for those who speak their own truth-not aimed AT others, in an ad hominem manner, but in an inclusive, welcoming fashion. I always have a seat at their counter.
This evening, the draw has been to a Baha’i-oriented spiritual discussion, on Baha’u’llah’s meditiative work, The Seven Valleys and The Four Valleys. I write this, whilst listening to a recording of a Zoom call that I missed early this afternoon. It is from a gatheriong called Gaia Calling. The meditation and the insights gained here are reinforcing various other spiritual sites, to which I’ve been drawn, especially during this time of widespread turmoil.
The moderator spoke of a “dance” between linear time (the Earth time, in which we operate) and organic time (the spiritual movement that has always been in play). I feel this happening more now, than I ever have. On “good” days and on “bad”, my feeling these days is far closer to natural rhythms, to Earth, to the Universe, to the Divine.