I feel between worlds; not yet fully in the new expression, but also not yet out of the old iteration.
Inner cataclysms rippling internally, the outside 'way things are', falling away, dissolving, disintegrating.
Breaking points catalyze healing and awakening, but not without awareness, desire, and intention. Chunk by chunk, layer by layer, face them all, heal them all. Now is the time, to a superlative degree.
Working with and through fear of losing what I have now to dive into the great unknown. With each wave, more light and clarity peek through the seeming agony of my inner misperceptions. Healing. Opening. Clearing. Integration. Peace. Wholeness.
One breath, one moment, one day at a time, clearing and realigning the inner landscape. New worlds and new unfoldments of myself beckon me onward, to have courage, and to never give up, in birthing this indescribable beauty that yearns to be born through me.
My greatest joy, what makes my heart ring and sing, what makes me feel most alive, my heart's greatest desire...they all ask me to love and trust myself, to give the fullness and wholeness of who I am at my core to people, to the world. To share my gifts, to create beauty, to help heal.
The New Humanity and the New Earth are born through you and me, as us. In our hearts, yours and mine, pulses an Indomitable Love, and once we discover, touch, and feel that, we individually and collectively become unstoppable. Not in the 'forcefully blasting through walls' kind of unstoppable, but the 'by the sheer radiance of our Love walls melt before us' sort. In alignment there is no effort or need for force.
These two photos, taken this morning just after 8:30AM, are good example of 'between worlds'. They depict the edge between the jungle and the last lava flow from 2018. Then the lava ate the jungle. Now the jungle eats the lava, just a bit more slowly.
For over 3 years now I've lived barefooted and naked, very close to Nature, in an 18-acre, off-grid, clothing-optional, food forest intentional community, deep in the jungles of Lower Puna, on the Eastern tip of the Big Island of Hawai'i. Now I feel so much shifting and changing, and very quickly, both internally and externally, that I don't know if I will be here for much longer.
There is great pain with that thought, as I love this place (and my beloved plants), and I have no clear idea of how, where, or when I might leave. There is much that I deeply love here, and there are quite a few things that do not work for me here at all. I feel like my roots are being pulled up, no ground, world spinning.
I don't know exactly how yet to offer myself and my gifts, in fullness and wholeness, to the greater world, as for all intent and purposes, I've hidden in the jungle through all of the insanity and darkness that has been rapidly becoming apparent in the world. I knew things would get crazy, so years ago I intended to be off-grid, deep in Nature, somewhere, and that's exactly how events in my life flowed.
Now I am being called out of my naked jungle garden hideaway, to venture out into the greater community and world, to offer what gifts, magic, and beauty that I have to give. I just don't know how, yet.
Thank you all for sharing this challenging and exquisite moment with me. 🙏💚