Ushering in the New World

What do you hear? What is it we really share?
Do you know the depth of my needs and my prayer,
or is it just a fantasy for a new world? It’s true.
(You’ll see. You’ll see it, baby). There’s a new world coming through.

Things are changing. There’s a new world coming through, and frankly, not soon enough for my preference. Madness and mayhem abound and many of us are walking on the edge of a tight wire, endeavoring to hang on to whatever grip on reality we have. Bumpy ride seems an understatement, actually, if I was trying to define the change at hand. I never watch the news anymore. I have learned to steel myself against the onslaught of bad news. I simply choose what I read, listen to, and watch. I have had to do so, so that I can work in tandem with my soul to help create positive change and keep peace in my life. I am an empath, that means I feel what other people feel. So, rather than be deluged by negativity and the resulting immobility for me, I find ways to contribute to the change I wish to see.

We have reached the point where madness is normal and violence is to be expected. The confluence of cosmic energies that dance around my soul, can sometime still catch me unawares. In those moments, I may drop my brave face and yield to the idea that this world is all there is, that this is reality, and that we are lost. While it seems that this spiraling of crazy chaos is the new normal where a person can run someone down in the street and keep driving without even looking back, where mothers offer their children for sacrifice for the best price available, where elderly women are raped in their hospital or nursing home beds, where we live in a society that blames the victim and does not understand compassion, where business greed and political corruption proliferate, where the greased palm is the surest way to seeing that laws and policies go this or that way, where in the 21st century people still go to bed hungry in a world that has more than plenty...then...we have gone past anything that could make sense to anyone, into a ridiculous abnormal land beyond the beyond.

Is it just fine for us to live in a world that cannot give?
_As for me I know I’m strong, and I belong in a new world. __(You’ll see, you’ll see it, baby). There’s a new world in me. _
If you want me you’ll find me in a new world.
I want love, respect, and power to make a new world.
_I wanna raise my babies in a new world, _
_give them peace and happiness. _
You know you’re the old world and I’m the new. Man in the moon.

But. All is not lost. A new world is gestating. Mama Cosmos and Mother Earth are about to birth a new world. We’re hurtling from hell to apogee and into the 5th dimension. A new consciousness is here. A new world is being born. We’re in a magic moment, poised on the precipice of change--a handing-off from the old to the new. Seers of all stripes have been pointing to the signs of change just beyond our horizon for years now. If you shut your ears and eyes to the things of this world, to the presentations of the senses, you will see and feel it coming. It is rumbling and stirring. It is rocky, it is rough. It is a birth which may bring more trying moments. Meanwhile, hold fast. Endure. Look within. Meditate. Be still. Commune with nature. Pray. See your reflection in others, and their reflections in yourself. Practice. Know that we are more than the mess we have created. Know that there is that within us which will help us make the leap, if we can make the connection. Before long we will reach. I have been readying myself for this moment, for years. I have been in deep reflection and self-examination, weeding the outgrown, no longer useful beliefs, thoughts, emotional responses, and bad dreams, and courting my best self forward.

It has not been for naught.

Believe.

There’s a new world coming through.

Italicized lyrics from Laura Nyro, “Man in the Moon”. Mother’s Spiritual. 1984.

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