Reclaiming our inheritance

 

It is not an easy time to be flying the human flag at the moment. The world seems to be staging a madhouse, the planets have lined up in such a way as to wring every last drop of resistance out of us and each step forward seems to be taken with dwindling reserves of faith and courage.

 

Being human has two seemingly contradictory impulses. The first of these is to escape, to move away from the madness in the world, the complexities and suffering of this experience. This is the impulse of transcendence. The second impulse is to engage, embrace the world as it is, and move toward the suffering. This is the impulse to love.

 

We are at this moment in time right in the middle of a paradigm shift, as an outdated patriarchal separatist world transitions into a more unified level of consciousness. The space in between these ways of operating is temporarily filled with chaos, as the old fights for its survival and the new gains its confidence.

 

What emerges from that chaos is largely determined by the choices we all make in each moment, and it feels to me like those forging the most coherent path are being guided by the second human impulse, namely love. Transcendence, be it through alcohol, drugs, spirituality, consumption or any other attempt to escape reality leaves a fertile ground for those devoid of both human instincts. It is now time for humanity to reclaim the world and to do this we must choose love in every moment.

 

This is no easy task as the transcendent instinct is at its highest in times such as these, but we are being asked at the collective level to love the parts of us we find hardest to accept, and to do this we must first love and accept all aspects of ourselves.

 

We are being given plenty of opportunity to look at the parts we would rather not but it is an invitation to bring humanity back where in belongs, in possession of the Earth, a fully awakened Earth, an Earth radiating love. 

 

It is time to reclaim our inheritance.

 

Much Love

 

Bill

Bill Ayling