Strange days

Lately I've been feeling a rather strange tension in the air, in my gut, and certainly in the people I encounter. I know these times are strange, but what is at the core of it -- I mean, why are times strange, what is causing this strangeness? There are answers in the astrological forecast and that is great because I have a certain amount of conviction in that math.

This spring and now early summer is highly unusual in my garden, it's been a cold year and there is a lack of sun here. When the sun comes out it is white hot and burns you fast. I've observed the death of many plants in my garden that are indigenous to this zone. My summer veg garden is struggling and under developed at this stage to the point that it is likely I'll get no tomatoes, peppers, corn and other crops that need a run of heat and sun to produce. several of my fruit trees are stressed and not producing and my roses seem stunned.

This energy is insidious, it's in the way people seem more aggressive in their driving and less patient in general interactions. I heard about the galactic waves that have been hitting earth and think that the folks talking about the effects seem credible just from what I'm experiencing. The sheer amount of people speculating on this tells me that it's on a global scale. It's clear that most people want a more fair system to live under and are standing up against oppression. But what happened to make this a global shift? Where is the event horizon?

I've always loved old ways of living, such as growing food and having yard birds for eggs and to add to the health of my soil. I love practicing and learning about natural ways of healing and health. I am cunning and crafty, I spin fiber and preserve food, and enjoy the earthiness of living close to the earth, this is not prepping, I am not a prepper. I am an artist and I refuse to participate in fear and being fearful which is what I see in so many that are preppers. I always loved going into my great granny's pantry in the winter months and pulling out preserved foods and roots for her to make a warm meal with, there is something homey about have foresight and being in the flow of the seasons. We grow food in the summer and preserve it to get through the winter, it's been like this a long time.

I was pondering my pantry and how I live, how these tides are interrupted by the weather changes. Perhaps the possibility of not being able to put food back is somehow adding to the strange, unsettled feeling I'm experiencing. I also feel deeply connected to my little patch of earth, I practice principles of permaculture and other ways as a naturalist and am part of this small ecosystem -- as above/so below. The flora & fauna and earth are changing as I am changing -- but what is this change.

The Schumann resonances directly effect our bodily systems. That eerie feeling could actually be emanating from the earth, those of us in closer connection to the natural flow are more sensitive to the shifting tides, however, the energies effect everyone and everything. So, the galactic waves, the solar output (grand minimum) and the Schumann resonance together are pieces to the mystery, yet it just feels like the other shoe is about to drop and no matter how grounded I am, how much yogic breathing I do, that gut feeling does not go away.

Like an ancient tree I will reach deep through my roots to find what I need to support my branches and leaves, flowers and fruit. This is only another ring in my ever evolving life -- on our ever evolving earth.