I’m writing this to you, dear reader, on the new moon and it feels like it’s going to be a good one. These cycles of tracking time by the moon feels so much more important to me these days, like months and weeks are great, but have you looked at how you feel when the moon is full vs when it is dark and you are left wondering what is time? This year has moved simultaneously slooooooowly and horribly quick. I am always amazed when time is this curious thing.
It’s in this space that I can’t quite help but think about how what exists in the stars also exists in us. That we, ourselves, are solar systems, planets orbiting each other in a beautiful and elaborate dance.
Ram Das said: “Treat everyone you meet as if they are God in drag.”
I wonder if that is what our inner sparks see in each other when we meet someone who deeply resonates, someone who’s souls were made of the same clay. I wonder, too, if that is what repels us from another person, that spark of God too familiar or too foreign. I wonder how many times we will forget our divinity and the amazingness that we get to exist here— the probability of just being here on this planet at this time is so slim.
I wonder if this is the whole human condition, the human contract: to remember that I am God in drag and so are you.
There are days that I feel like I am nothing special, God/Universe has abandoned me or perhaps I was born soulless and am just one of those people floating through life (clearly, not, dear reader, would I be questioning this if I didn’t have a soul?). And then there are days that I am everything that exists, I remember that the cosmos exist in my blood stream and that I am up to 60% water and that like the oceans tides, I am moved by the moon. How could I forget!?!
What I am finding is that the more I remember this divinity, the easier life seems to flow (*cue Alan’s Morissette “Thank you”). It’s in this space of just trusting in the divine timing of things, that if I am putting in the effort to know myself, making lists of all my great qualities, and taking ownership of what nourishes me as well as learning what it is to be loving to the boys (“all about love” by bell hooks is my current read and it is healing the part of me that felt like the “ruiner of all good things.”) that I find myself and reminding myself that yes, “to know thyself is the beginning of wisdom” (socrates), but that is just the start. It is the acting from that space that I have struggled with and now is the time to start putting into practice the divinity within and of each other.
To put into practice community and loving in a way that lifts up the people I love. For their spiritual growth and my own.