Dawn, Time, Change, Doom and Hope
Time Change, Changing Times, End Times, Being the Change
Dawn. Not at 7:16 as some of my clocks say. It’s now 8:16. Can I complain? I was just getting used to it getting light at a decent hour in the morning. Now my circadian rhythms and I must dance to a different tune of time in this world. It’s an adjustment, usually takes days to get used to, feeling thrown off a bit. Silly, isn’t it? What time is it when it’s this light now? How late is it light?
I hardly even know what time it is anymore anyway. It’s just Now. I manage to do many things at the time the clock dictates but often I’m in Real Time: the time that’s Anraeling to a different timekeeper. It’s related directly to the unfolding occurring within and through me — where my gratitude for living in touch with the Unfolding Now full of so much essential goodness for all holds sway in my life. It’s the Precious Pearl of my Life.
It helps me face the doomsday machine bringing about the end of the world as we know it, and how I feel fine. Doomscrolling is a thing. Futility has been given to us, our protests are infiltrated and nobody cares anyway anymore. The collateral damage is justified and it’s easier for those profiting to pay the fine than invest in doing what’s hard, more expensive less profit, but good for all. More doom.
I am grateful to have so much that sustains me that arises from within to steady me in my purpose in being; in making contribution to the Goodness that is basic to existence come alive and active in and through me as its lover, instrument, guardian, expression, minister; to celebrate and support that in those around me who grapple with what it means to live as Love every day.
I have hope, what I call Real Hope, not some wish for a better tomorrow, but in the realization directly experienced that the Silent Word expresses in us all, whether we listen or are attuned to it Now or not. That This expressiveness of Love from the infinite invisible everywhere present gives Life and gives us to the world as a precious expression Hereof as good-hearted well-meaning people of the One.
I have hope that I see so many learning to live as Such in these times where the seamy underbelly of repression is becoming so starkly evident.
End times. Overcoming the world especially when things trigger instincts to survive, trigger trauma reactions, trigger the base emotions we repressed in order to be civil, belong, to make a better life seem to dominate the atmosphere. And the stories we are given want to make superheroes of us all while we eat superfoods.
But see, the transformation of consciousness that brings forth the new earth is the end of the old world as we know it.
Now — will we arise to that new morning as the One we are waiting for?
Faith in the power of Love within us; in the capacity of Life to continue to change, learn, grow, transform Itself in and through us that I behold in action in and through we lovers all the time Now brings me — elevates me into a certainty that endings are new beginnings. It’s included in the cycle of Life.
But in the midst of it all, Love is changeless, along with other dimensions of our true nature. And Love is in action as Logos constantly, the Voice expressing freshly with new inspiration, inventiveness, adaptability, willing a world wherein Life flourishes.
It’s what we all want isn’t it? So overcoming the world, the degree of freedom involved in that inherent capacity means the end of the world and the birth of a new me and you, a recalibrated new Life entwined with the sacred and holy, the heaven within Is as the without through us as we actively live in it. As we abide in our inner Home Heartland of Holy Being and live deliberately, positively and generously in this world as what we are in truth.
That’s the secret that allows us to Be the Change effecting change in these changing times.
I can rejoice because the doom we face as the end times necessitates it. And the Mother of Invention is at work in people all over the planet already bringing forth the solutions necessary for this transition. It’s a transformation of consciousness and a transition that involves the end of what is clearly dysfunctional and the emergence of functioning very differently. In many ways it’s a complete reversal of the norm.
So let’s tap our feet and dance to the rhythm of Life as Love alive and birth the new earth in real faith, hope and love — with deep gratitude that what is needed is right within us. We are here to bring it.
It’s always a new dawn Now — whatever time the clock says. Let us rejoice with our hearts centered in the new Day, new heaven that Is Here within us on earth making it a new earth by the transforming our minds, hearts and bellies. We can be employed in This Way because we are, have available right within us, the answer to all the prayers going up in dire situations all over the planet.
Every act contributes. Make it count. That’s fulfillment.
That’s where joy in the face of doom shatters the illusion that the appearance or anyone in it has power to end Life, Goodness, Love, Truth of the infinite indivisible invisible alive in us.
May This Love, Peace, Freedom, Truth come alive and live through us all.
May all the earth sing and ring in gladness for our realization in action in how we live, approach life.
May Life be a celebration of all it is alive and functioning clearly in us all. Such a JOB: Joy Of Being❣️
May each of us find our Way and live it authentically, making it real for us all.
Love to all and to all a Good Night!
LightHeartedly, 💖♾️⛲️💞🌎🤗
Anrael 😍👏🤝🫶✌️🙏
I am so grateful to be inspired by others. wrote the following piece for the 4th Sunday in Lent. I so enjoy people expressing when they really grok something from Scripture; who deeply integrate it. She clears up a lot of kooky ideas we’ve gotten about being grateful for calamities that befall and overtake us. It was this writing of hers that brought me to express my dawning experience. In a funny way, as you can tell from what I wrote, being grateful at the end of this world has a whole different connotation and understanding than what we normally consider it to be.
Rilke: Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower -- still more regarding something about being human and what is also more than just who we think, believe we and others are. I see and hear a call to action in many of the substacks I'm reading, but different kind than has been before. It's to Live As Such, Be who and what we are, and let action flow out from within that self-real-I-zing Life.
https://open.substack.com/pub/poeticoutlaws/p/let-this-darkness-be-a-bell-tower?r=2e1xsm&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
Rod MacGiver has been offering both paintings and journaling as means of opening into creative expression so necessary to making explicit what we want to see in our world. Glad to share what I’ve enjoyed for years from him he now calls @Nurturing the Song Within.
Same page and song, different variation. 🎵
https://open.substack.com/pub/herondance/p/the-journey-itself-is-home?r=2e1xsm&utm_medium=ios