I found this image today on the cover of a journal at the book store at Spirit Rock. |
By the time you read this, you will know more than I do right now.
Yes, I am referring to the election but no, this is not a political post.
I am writing this on the Dark of the Moon (the night before the New Moon --which as you probably know is considered to be the best time for new beginnings).
Darkness and mystery are under-appreciated in our culture. We demand light and definitive answers. And we want that now.
On Halloween this year, I dressed all in black as "The Mystery". I introduced myself to people in a portentous voice: "I am the Mystery. You may ask me anything you want to know." I listened carefully while people posed their questions. And then I responded by saying "Yes, I do indeed know know the answer to your question". {pause}
"But I'm not going to tell you, because {pause} I am The Mystery".
And then I would open my arms and say "Embrace the Mystery". I got lots of hugs.
I thoroughly enjoyed being The Mystery. Especially since it helped me playfully embrace all of the uncertainty and mysteries that I am experiencing in my life and as I survey the world right now.
I was wearing a string of crystal balls (combined from both of my Grandmothers gifts to me) which I also consulted.
We may not always enjoy mystery, darkness or chaos* but it is out of these states that creativity and new possibilities arise.
Consider the Big Bang theory of the creation of our world --or for that matter creation stories from around the world.
The known feels reassuringly safe, secure and comfortable. But that is an illusion. We are not living in safe, secure and comfortable times. Old paradigms and institutions and ways of life are crumbling all around us. And our planet (or at least the creatures --like us who live on it) is in serious peril.
Difficult challenges, rough transitions and nasty surprises are unpleasant. No one wants them. Not even people like me who have experienced miraculous benefits as a result of them!
But rather than despair and give up, or fight/flight/flee/fix (which includes both desperately trying to fix that which might be fortuitously broken or getting addictive fixes to numb the pain of those sharp broken edges) we need to awaken our creativity and get really curious about what else is possible.
Once our eyes adjust to the darkness of a black night, we begin to see the infinite stars of the mysterious beautiful universe.
Those stars represent so many bright possibilities that we might never have seen before.
"The stars are always there, just that they are not visible to us in the bright sunlight. In-fact, we would never know of their existence if it wasn’t for the night. And the darker the night, the more it brings forth the brightness of the stars."
Furthermore, the stars represent each of us.
We are ALL made of stars and all literally a part of each other.
However this election turned out, whether in your mind darkness or light triumphed, (or some murky twilight in between, where some "bad guys/gals" won and some "good guys/gals" won but no one is happy), we can appreciate our own light and look for it in others. AND appreciate the gifts of the darkness/ mystery and chaos that reside within ALL of us.
*Last year for Halloween I went as the Queen of Chaos in a wildly colorful costume and the previous year I was the Queen of Death -- carrying a small Glass cauldron filled with pomegranate seeds which I offered to people, asking if they would like some seeds from the underworld, and asking what in their life they were ready to let die. Unless that was the year I went as a sparkly pink fairy granting people's fondest wishes, I don't remember.🧚♀️
And just in case you noticed and you're curious, it is a complete mystery to me as to why the font shifted. It had something to do with the captions under the images, but nothing I do will fix it. I am finally surrendering. If that's the only price demanded by Chaos today, I'm okay with that!
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