When Fire Hits the Fan

Change happens. Dragons know. They assist the process of cosmic casting.

I had an interesting conversation with someone, this very incendiary week. This person is very Christian in some very new and uplifting ways, yet carries so much that is so very dogmatically positioned. There are many such configurations on the planet at this time. Discernment is key. Human minds let in as much truth as their programming feels they can safely handle at any moment. It has little to do with belief or even merit, and everything to do with openness to Source Herself. The light is the light, even when it is filtered. The phrase “through a glass darkly” comes to mind. We can not but see through filters, except through Source’s eyes.

This person, in a kindly patronizing tone, let me know that there are “good beings and bad beings,” of every ilk. So it might seem from the filtered perspective of polarity. Polarity does not exist everywhere, by the way. There are currents in the Tao. Human minds perceive them in many ways. Source might say that there are energetic beings playing a myriad of roles within the field of gracious Gaia. Some wear white t-shirts. Some wear black t-shirts or couture. Some like to play both sides, so to speak. A role is a role is a role. One does not weigh more positively than another. Insistence upon the attributes and qualities of a specific role as superior is egoic identity positioning. Identities, especially those our egos have built up as crucial to our survival, tend to thrash and flail at their impending demise. Many of their threads lie, not dormant but in wait, like dandelion tendrils, just in case we might allow an identity to dissolve completely. When dissolution is upon us, thrashing ensues. Massive acting out is upon us.

I know someone who has played nefarious roles in film, embodying a clean intellect and a very pure heart. {Blessings, T.} He once asked me if this was some kind of cosmic joke. He was sitting beneath a thangka of 10,000 Buddhas at the time. I admit to grinning. The truth, as Source sees it, is “No.” And “Yes,” depending on one’s point of view. Some spirits are strong enough to play such a role, learn from it, and not be polluted by it. Some are not. We see this in the entertainment arena all the time. Immerse even a pure spirit in muck for long enough, and it has an effect, no matter how talented the player. Immersion in this world is tricksey.

Hollywood is one thing. Role-playing on Earth is another. The games are similar in function but not always in intent. This is the core argument for not immersing oneself in what might be considered “low-vibe” content. Who decides? Our Source Essence can, if we allow that. Have you noticed how your tolerance changes as you morph into more Essence? Does it seem so fast, at the moment, that your mind can’t keep track? It is our hearts that clock these changes and our shifting roles within them.

Are all roles a joke, from a cosmic point of view? Certainly. And, we are at a turning point of cosmic reset. What shall we play next?

Much is being swept away. We knew this would happen. In what will we trust? We each choose and commit, often unconsciously.

If the process of awakening begins with making the unconscious conscious, what happens when our unconscious bits play up?

We might know this as being triggered, always a good thing, or as going through ‘something.’ There are a lot of somethings in the world right now. What happens when an unconscious trigger brings up what looks like anger but is actually outrage or wrath?

Every mystical or esoteric tradition knows the truth of wrathful deities. These images present themselves in our reality as what the Tibetans call “tutelary deities.” We are encouraged to learn and integrate the attribute of wrath and let its occasional-use purity replace egoic anger. Wrath burns clean, if we let it. It is divine fire. Source roars and circumstances change.

Yesterday I read an article about “franken-rabbits” in Colorado that have grown horns. Science believes this is caused by a virus. Perhaps. The information made my body nauseous. How could we? Oh, how could we? Must we pervert everything innocent on this world? I observed the subconscious, not quite below the water line, judgmental projection onto the human collective, and wept. This must end. Both the perpetrations and the aspersions.

Letting Source roar contains no judgment, only Her light. It is a surrendered state.

There is a difference between the inherent, Source-based certainty that a particular use of energy is just inappropriate, manipulative, and awful, no matter how seemingly small or allegedly benign, and the egoic judgment that we know best. How can any perspective born of limitation see clearly? For myself? I surrender to Source’s infinite “points to view” as the character of Anna says, in Fynn’s book “Mister God, this is Anna.” A five-year-old, in her infinite wisdom, is given the perception of infinite viewing points. How wonderful!

Some ask, “What would Jesus do?” How the ….. ???? Remember to laugh. Not laughter at anything, but laughing with Source, as we all learn Her infinite ways. Step back. Pause. Breathe. Let Source’s truth move through you, as you.

What any of us, unique and precious beings that we are, believe is absolutely right, is invariably absolutely inaccurate.

This past week, cleansing fire has hit the fan. Is there any safe place on Earth? Yes. Each of us can embody that still, silent center from which we live and move as divinity incarnate. And, hey, we can choose not to immerse ourselves in what feels like muck to us. We always have that choice. This is discernment training. Fun, if we let it be.

so much love ~