Thursday, February 17, 2005
Ebbs and FlowsI don't know what's going on.
So far, this has been a year for crying, cancer, tsunamis, floods. Extreme water. Flow and growth taken to detrimental, angry, antagonistic extremes.
I don't know what it all means. I was greeting this year with open arms, feeling the promise of huge wonderful things to come. And while I'm not doubting those things, I'm also noticing that there are these huge swings back and forth. Water issues mainly. Water and flow. Don't know what it's about, but it's big and scary.
I'm sorry I can't tell you one thing that makes it all OK. Except... it's all OK. It is. Somewhere. It's part of the dance. Part of the ebb.
The image I keep having is one of the waves being pulled far far far out to sea. Dead fish flopping in the sand. It feels like such a time of withdrawal and retreat. The key, as I've been telling myself, is to prepare for the inevitable inflow. To find high ground, to build sound structures, and to harness the incoming power with as much consciousness and grace as possible. Coming up we'll either get the ride of our lives, or get totally anhiliated by the force of the reversal.
Right now it's gasping fish. Soon it will be abundance so vast and powerful that we could be equally dumbfounded, if we're not ready.
# posted by Katherine Doughtie Nolan @ 2:38 PM
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