“A lot of you cared, just not enough.” ~ Jay Asher
I’ll keep this short…
Something is in the air.
Something that comes riding the dry wind.
It is a mist of petrichor that lives among the dust, following the wind, though this wind swarms the Earth; dark at times, though it holds light.
This wind consumes our sphere, and today the sphere is volatile, tilting its way to the Vernal equinox, for just a few moments sharing equal light and equal night over the world. What is in the mind of the world today? This month? When most people are sorting out the madness of their March brackets, peering into the chaos that random chance plays, the eyes of the world see a multitude of sorrow, a heap of strife and struggle. Darkness is alive with madness, in this month of moons and eclipses.
We find ourselves in the midst of the Tetrad, mirroring the last days in the life of Jesus. Blood moons wax and wane in our conscious sphere. It is the talk of the year in some circles and a solar eclipse marks the beginning of Spring today, with a full Lunar eclipse pending just a short spell away. Synchronicity is found in many cycles, especially this year. But what else is new? What is this madness of March?
Yesterday, just a mere half-hour south of my Mother’s home, a black man was found hanging from a tree in the woods. Plastered all over the news, this incident already has residents angered, though they know not yet why or how this happened. Injustice rules the land far and wide. Police brutality against minorities is at an all time high, being reported across the country with hashtags and retweets ruling the digital frontier.
A woman answers an ad for baby clothes for sale on Craigslist, and then hours later has her fetus brutally cut from her stomach. A shooting leaves both dead and wounded in Arizona, and a museum in Tunisia is attacked by IS killing and wounding several. Today in Yemen, nearly 150 people are dead after another subsequent attack. What is this madness of March?
Is this our current paradigm; the destructive pattern of humanity? Is this what we are to expect for the future? A world of hearltessness teeming with disconcerned people with no compassion or respect for life? Are we to walk in a world of vain selfishness and horror, to say to our children: Hark, here is the world.. Go forth and live, if you dare?
Personally, I find this time to be clearly special, yet the light I feel from the world is subtracted by its equal darkness. Truth is… I suppose you cannot have light without darkness, and on the Equinox, the equal night, we see just how beautiful the world is, and correspondingly just how horrific it can be.
I could go on for a day writing of all the horror reported locally, nationally or from across the globe. But, what is the point? I only wish for equal peace, a total eclipse of altruism and compassion; a day when consciousness shifts beyond the self and toward the divine light. I wish for equal light.
If a day of light will shine on us all, just once.. This will be a day of reckoning. It will be the apocalypse of the heart; the emanation of truth without selfish desire.
Until then, my prayers will be for the world. My meditation will always hold the truth. I hope that more would do the same and spread the fire of love once again into the world, for the sake of those with us now, and for the future of life and freedom.
Be humble for the day that is now, for it may become darker. Just hold the fire in your heart, and carry its light always.
Remember, No amount of darkness can extinguish true light.