“The further a society drifts from truth, the more it will hate those who speak it.” — George Orwell
With so much going on with the planet these days, and the world teetering on the precipice of epic collapse, I’ve been feeling a little overwhelmed by the escalating decay of mass consciousness. Add a personal move to higher elevation (based on intuitive guidance and accelerating Earth changes) to the mix, and the overwhelm becomes disorienting. With so much going on in my life and in the world, I’ve been struggling with what to write this month. I’ve started, and deleted, and started again, and deleted again. The confusion is profound.
I’m finally writing this post in the hours following the crowning of Donald Trump as king of the most powerful country on Earth—a man whose Twitter account was revoked only to be replaced by access to the nuclear codes that could eradicate life on Earth in one emotionally-charged outburst.
On the plus side, the incessant lies and corruption of the American corporatocracy—under the guise of democracy—have been exposed. On the negative side, the lies have been replaced by vague promises of a “great America” from a tangerine colored buffoon who can single-handedly fast-track the collapse of the planetary biosphere.
A hideous shadow has been evoked and I believe that life in America for anyone who gives a damn about life, love and truth will only get worse. As the Citizenship and Immigration Canada website crashes from those who want to flee what they know their country will soon become, the impacts of the prevailing American choice will be felt around the world. In other words, there’s nowhere to run. (Note: Don’t kid yourself into believing that things are any better up in my neck of the woods. Canada also subscribes to the system of corporatocracy, and pretty boy Turdeau (nope, not a typo) is as slick as the rest of them at selling out the Earth.)
Carolyn Baker wrote in a recent blog post, “We can safely assume that our future holds a significant degree of violence as those who have unequivocally relied on their government and the conventional values of working hard and playing by the rules to redeem them, discover the extent to which they have been deceived. Add to deception, dispossession, and you have a powder keg of rage which if turned upon oneself becomes suicidal and if turned upon others, becomes socially volatile or even homicidal.”
The choice of damned if you do or damned if you don’t in this insane, drawn out charade managed to highlight everything broken in our dilapidated cultural story.
How could it be that an emotionally vacant, ruthless liar and a raging, infantile lunatic were the chosen candidates for leader of the most powerful country on Earth? How could it be that a flaccid, misogynistic, narcissistic, xenophobic, demagogue with delusions of grandeur and an insanely ridiculous victim consciousness managed to garner so much support and rouse the ugliest parts of the collective human psyche? How could it be that America will be anything but intensely divided after Pandora’s box has been flung wide open?
An ugly giant has been awakened and it will not go away. As Earth changes accelerate and the planet continues to flood, burn, shake, rattle and roll, a new final act has been added to our increasingly complex cultural story.
A New World Order has been decreed. November 8, 2016 marks the day that the American people chose an appropriate end to an asinine and exhausting farce. The sickening smell of rot emanating from the flatlined collective consciousness made this ‘choice’ a necessity however. The choice of an abrupt change in climate inside the White House is an appropriate metaphor. While patriarchy in a pantsuit appealed to the status quo of business-as-usual, it’s evident that the orange-tinted halfwit was the much needed catalyst to shake up a dysfunctional story that is desperate to end. Trump is merely a metaphor for the prevailing consciousness infecting planet Earth.
Ironically, I’ve been predicting a Trump win all along as those who know me can attest. This came from an intuitive knowing that his presence was necessary for the story of separation to finally complete itself. The pantsuit would have prolonged the inevitable, but with an oversized tangerine at the helm, the Titanic is guaranteed to sink that much faster. Perhaps this is a good thing for those of us who can no longer stand another moment of the madness that is destroying everything sacred on this beautiful, but ailing planet.
Despite my intuitive knowing, there were many times along the way that I wondered how such hateful rhetoric could appeal to the masses. But there are so many fear-filled walking wounded in our world who refuse to live as anything but victims to their choices, traumas and circumstances. In choosing this degraded consciousness, they’ve learned to fear what they don’t understand, hate what they fear, and destroy what they refuse to love. Perhaps the pomposity of Trump’s raging separation was necessary to bring the festering wound of victim consciousness to light.
When pain is suppressed and glossed over by politesse (under the guise of ‘political correctness’), it lurks in the shadows and leaks out in ugly ways. Is it any wonder why mental illness is so rampant? Is it any wonder why mass shootings, racism, bigotry, and hate are so commonplace? Is it any wonder why the masses continue to deny the reality of abrupt anthropogenic climate disruption—even as they wade through ‘unprecedented’ floods, choke on drought parched Earth, run from merciless storms, hurricanes, and typhoons, and watch in horror the fires that can no longer be contained?
This entire farce has exposed the lunacy of our current world and the radical need for change. Sadly, the change is for the worse. As climate disruption, resource scarcity and ceaseless wars displace increasing numbers of people around the world, the walking wounded feel threatened. Many resort to nationalism. This leads to extreme right-wing thinking in an effort to separate oneself from the unfamiliar ‘other’. The outcome of this divisive thinking is racism, xenophobia, misogyny, victim consciousness and a total disregard for the Earth. Trumpism in the DSA (Divided States of America) will ensure that the world will only become more volatile.
When I look closely at the global swing to the far right, I see a desperate attempt to revive what once was but can longer be because of what we’ve done to the planet and to our own souls. The status quo no longer works (did it ever?) and change is long overdue, but change can only align with the prevailing consciousness. Patriarchal separation may still be very much alive—for now—but along with the biosphere, it is rapidly dying. From a broader perspective, I believe that the swing to the far right is unconscious acknowledgement of how screwed we are. Rather than bring this reality into consciousness and feel the pain that accompanies it however, it’s more comfortable to return to the familiar by reviving the ‘good old days’ of white male supremacy that will make America great again. This pathetic attempt to revive a past that can no longer be resuscitated is the last bastion of hope binding an unconscious collective to a civilization that is all but over.
From a consciousness perspective, I clearly see the method in this madness. Until we become intimate with pain, we will never know peace. It makes perfect sense that this had to happen.
Carl Jung once said, “There is no coming to consciousness without pain. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own Soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”
There’s a whole lot of ugly darkness that is finally seeing the light of day. Will it heal us or will it destroy us? How it all plays out in the end is anyone’s guess.
Although we have no control over the new king of the DSA and the subsequent global uncertainty that he has unleashed, we do have the power to choose how we respond to the uncertainty that befalls us. As Holocaust survivor Viktor Frankl wrote in his life-changing book, Man’s Search for Meaning, “Everything can be taken from a man (and woman) but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.” As caring individuals, it is incumbent upon us—more than ever—to choose our own way by reclaiming the very soul essence of who we are, and to unite as a global community in our passion for life on this Earth.
It’s long overdue that we allow our hearts to bleed with grief for what the world has become. It’s only when our hearts are broken wide open that we can free the sacred from within. Grief is the most authentic, untamed catalyst for liberating the limitless love from the soul.
It’s time for each of us to own our part in the creation of this crisis of consciousness so we can heal the wounds that bind us to our own lingering separation. We must take ownership for the choices that created the smog-filled air and polluted, lifeless rivers in China and India because of our addiction to increasingly complex technologies. We must end our indifference to the destruction of countless lives, forests, oceans, lakes, rivers and streams with every bite of animal flesh, every sip of bovine mammary secretion, and every savored avian ovulation. We must take responsibility for the mindless consumption that pollutes the land and chokes the ocean with endless streams of garbage. We must become conscious to the thoughts in our heads that judge the ‘other’ and bind us to division, hate and fear.
The bottom line is that we are all guilty of participating in the consciousness that removed us from our hearts and brought us to this critical place.
So what do we do now?
For starters, we need to think with our hearts and leave the antiquated conditioning of our heads behind.
We need to invite the shadowy parts of ourselves to light. We must become intimate with the fragmented parts of who we are in an effort to reclaim our wholeness. Becoming intimate with our fragmented and wounded parts means no longer living from the stories of who we believe ourselves to be. It means no longer choosing from a place of history. It means that we are not victims to our own choices, nor are we victims to the choices of the collective.
More than ever, we need to feel, heal and be real. More than ever, we need to connect. More than ever, we need to be present to every sacred moment of life.
In the wake of such outrageous lunacy, we must shine brighter. We must love harder. We must care more. We must listen like we’ve never listened before. We must cultivate compassion over competition; community over isolation; critical thought over compliance; gratitude over entitlement; connection over separation; and we must never, ever negate the voice of the soul.
We must let go of all attachment to a possible future and live from a place of pure, unadulterated presence. When we are so grateful for the present moment, the future is no longer necessary.
My premonitions from earlier this year came with two words: “it’s over.” And so it is. I know in my heart that we don’t have much time left, but while we still do, let’s do it right. Let’s live like we mean it, from the very depths of our souls—with passion, compassion, intention, joy and purpose.
To quote Viktor Frankl once again, “When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.”
Trump may be the new king of the DSA, but he will not impact my passion for life, love, and truth. His soulless rhetoric will not silence the voice of my heart. His bullying demeanor will not prevent me from making visible the invisible. His appointment has only served to strengthen my resolve to live, speak and act with more passion, more compassion and more love than ever before.
I end with a quote by French philosopher, Albert Camus, “The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.”