THE BIRTH CANAL OPENS

The birth canal opens. It’s that time. Men and women hold hands and wait for the new life. Speculation doesn’t help but only amplifies the uneven energy. Masters of “Authority” strike a pose. They become a side show on this ever changing stage. I turn from the chaos wondering how much I can brush off and how much will stick, sinking into the fibers of my being. At the end of the day I have to let it all go in order to claim myself. No expectations. No opinions. No calculated assessments of where we are and where we are going. The one point of awareness that I can feel is that of light. I rest there letting all the debris fly by my head at warp speed. The light pulsates. It grows. It envelopes me. The silence. I stay with it. My resting point. You will know when it’s time to celebrate. People from the outside won’t have to tell you. You will know because the “celebration” will be the culmination of all that you are, revealed to you in a moment and in that moment you will embrace the totality of your true self, the oneness that was always you. This is the biggest gift that you can give to yourself. This is truly the birth. The recognition of your own “self” in all that is. The recognition of you, the keystone that locks it all into place. Celebrate your ability to be at peace through this storm and the labor of it's creation.