The world is on the path to its own destruction and there is nothing we can do but stand as witness, and hopefully when it is all said and done, be a source of support for those left standing.
Yesterday morning, we were graced with the beauty of a late-winter snowfall. At 7:30 am, I went outside to shovel the sidewalk and steps up to my house in preparation for my morning Authentic Freedom Mastery course. As soon as I stepped outside, I was hit with a powerful blast of pressurized energy that set my heart pounding and my head spinning. The vertigo was so intense it was I could do not to pass out as I finished shoveling the walk. After I completed my task, I clawed my way back into the house and laid on the floor hoping to stop the spinning. Then the migraine hit – one of those axe-to the head migraines that insists, “You’d better cancel your whole day because you won’t be able to get off the couch.” So I did. Then I spent the day raging and writhing, venting and weeping, generally feeling sorry for myself, for everything and for nothing. When I woke up this morning with the migraine hang-over and still feeling shaky and disoriented, I thought to myself, “not again. I’m really getting tired of this shit!” Then I prayed. What I saw in my prayer shook me to the bone and the body-wracking sobs that poured out of me helped me to understand that it was not my own pain I have been feeling with these recurring migraines. Instead, it is the pain of the world – specifically, the pain of a world on the path of its own self-destruction.
There it is. The prophet’s apocalyptic call that most will choose not to hear, or will simply call me out as crazy for seeing and speaking the truth. But you don’t need to be a rocket scientist to see where we are headed as a species if we don’t QUICKLY and DRAMATICALLY change our course. Yes, I (we) know exactly what the world needs to do to change its course, but I’ve (we’ve) been singing THAT song for 15 years now and the world continues to turn a deaf ear. Every single minute of every single day, people are choosing fear over love and as a collective, we are reaping the fruits of that choice – the fruits being the dead and rotting corpses of the mindless zombies we have become, attracted to noise and driven by an endless hunger for flesh. As it turns out, the flesh we are consuming is our own, and it doesn’t appear that this is going to be changing anytime soon. (Where is Rick when we need him?)
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So what are the prophets and a mystics to do when the world seems hell-bent on its own destruction? There is really nothing more we can do but resolve ourselves to this fact, then stand by as witness as the world based in fear continues to choose fear, destroying itself in the process. For those who will be lost in this fear, we grieve. For what will be lost in this fear, we weep. For the fear that is driving this destruction, we mourn. And then we wait. We wait in silent witness to the destruction and we wait in hope for those who will be awakened through this loss. And when they awaken, we stand as teachers and guides, as sources of healing and support as together we work in building the new world that will seek to be born out of the ashes.