Hope for the Future, Eduardo Rodriguez Calzado
I skim headlines a lot. I don’t get sucked into much except the nearby woods that call regularly. Details don’t interest me for the most part, unless they practically matter. (1 tsp per 2 cups) I used to read the footnotes in non-fiction books so this is a change.
Not to say, there isn’t a lot to keep track of in a collapsing world.
What I am saying is how I interact with the world is not how I used to interact with the world. It’s not just a matter of well this information came in or that information fell out and I adjusted.
It’s that but more than that too. So much more.
The fluidity of identity is interesting to me largely because I’ve seen deep changes in my own. You likely have in you, too.
Some features have remained consistent though - I’m still impatient.
Perhaps it was a defining quality of this incarnation. IDK. Maybe that’s an excuse for a stubborn bit that won’t let go to a deeper trust. The impatience is contextual; I can be very patient with some things.
I’ve written about a feeling of waiting for life to ‘get started’ that was always in the background, no matter how life proceeded, and that came to a stop around COVID. That sense of waiting - for this ambiguous something - was met, and the feeling went away.
I wonder now, if the impatience was tied to an energy - some part of me that knew this time was coming - why I was here, and now finally being met, I simply want to get on with it. It might explain my ‘catch-up already’ tone that sometimes comes through.
Reports like this, calm the impatience:
The changes we’re in the midst of are global, but also cosmic-sized. That sounds hyperbolic maybe, but it’s essential to include, as its been intentionally obscured from us, this cosmic sized aspect.
The universe is calling. All of us. It’s not personal, no, but it is personalities that must answer this call and deal with this larger cosmic push. Open to their larger cosmic-selves.
It can be a big challenge since so much of our training here came down to protecting our selves. We learned the importance of fitting in - how others perceived us. Without realizing it we started managing the perception of others to put ourselves in the best light. Over time we might have even come to believe that how we presented is who we were. (Funny.) The stuff we hid, left out - what we didn't want others to see - we may have hidden even from ourselves.
That takes a lot of work.
I think all that’s coming to an end.
Where we are going, where we are being carried to, won’t require much perception-management. Thankfully. The themes are so much bigger, and the identities required to go with those themes, so much bigger too.
So we can drop all that now. Perhaps you already have? It won’t matter; these things we hide. It’s all coming out with the increased higher frequencies bathing our planet. That’s incredibly freeing.
I’m not looking forward to chaos and collapse and I sincerely hope that as this world unravels its many lies and distortions, we do that with as much grace and ease as possible.
That we find human-centric, freedom-valued solutions simultaneously and discover we can create and rise faster that we can shred and fall. And why not?
Yes I’m impatient. (Also awful at putting away laundry and excellent at putting off tasks I don’t like.)
I want to get to the ‘good stuff’ which I see as requiring cleaning out the old mental cobwebs that stultify and result in dulled responses to the world-on-fire situation. I don’t intend to sound judgmental or that I know better than anyone else. (Sometimes, admittedly, and yes, obnoxiously, I do.)
But you already knew that.
Still the larger part of me, coming in, just like it’s coming in for everyone, knows there’s nothing to push. It’s just happening and everyone has their role to play in it and all of us are needed. Patience and compassion, required.
It can all be trusted. (Still I’m probably gonna nudge.)
The amount of amazing people I’ve had the pleasure and honor to interact with over the last two years on substack is hard to put into words. Many relationships fell away, for all of us, and while these are mostly internet-based relationships, the grounded and substantial difference they’ve made in my life would be impossible to overstate. The genuine kindness and openness has been humbling and heart-warming.
So this is thank you to my readers and new friends for engaging. For making room for me, in my current iteration (which might look different a month from now) and for seeing past where I am impatient - occasionally obnoxious - and hanging with me, anyway.
I’m so grateful. I wish everyone all good things.
A Gustav Klimt just for fun.
Can so relate to this post in every respect. Beautifully stated…honest and yet hopeful despite the path we are on. Thank you.
I feel it too. I’ve been so angry and that can be hard on me and everyone around me. I wish I could feel peaceful despite what I feel is coming and despite how the Covid BS played out. Not sure I like knowing things your average person has no clue about! Wait and see has taken
on a new meaning these past four years. I have learned patience I guess. Growing weary of it though and, like you, just want to get on with it. If anyone has advice on how to let it all go I would love to hear it!