“All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.”
Germain philosopher, Arthur Schopenhauer (1788 – 1860)
Beware! This is not a fluffy, light, new age message! Proceed to read if you are ready for some planetary truth! My friends have always been bemused by my presence- a blend of an indigenous soul as well as a light-fairy worker, earth and sky… in this post, my earth soul has taken over to speak-
This summer has continued to give me a creepy, restless, anxious and nagging feeling. I have felt tense, irritated, exhausted, fatigued beyond belief, and, in all actuality, like a dying creature. Now I know why! I stated many moons ago that the BP oil spill had taken us into the deep end…I had no idea how deep the deep end was going to be.
The seventh sign of the Hopi prophecy says that the sea will turn black and many living things will die. Indigenous elders have continued to predict famine and war. A Mayan prophet proclaimed if humanity did not unite in natural, earth time, that biospheric destruction would be our fate. The new age writers claim that we are creating our future, be it cataclysmic or benevolent. I have always been a strong believer in reaping what you sow, the simple law of cause and effect. “We are now within the purification of all things. Non-Natives call this the “Apocalypse”. The Native call this the “Purification”. Lee Brown, Cherokee Prophecy
A fact, we, as a race, have spun out of control. We, most people, live disharmoniously with nature. We, modern-day citizens of the world, count time in an unnatural sequence. We, almost everyone, has insatiable wants and desires. We, exempt the indigenous souls who know better, have led unhealthy lives and created a very polluted world. Another fact, according to the Mayan Calendar, we have very little time left in these ugly patterns. Last fact, the masses have no idea how to make deep, sustainable and life-lasting changes.
Have you ever asked yourself, what would it take to awaken all humanity? What would it require to jolt everyone into a new harmonious world? What event would need to occur to remind us of our interdependence as species to all of the natural world? Would an ice age arrival awaken your neighbors? Would mass extinctions of planetary life crack open hearts? Would crop failure and famine finally lead humans to a path of sharing? Would oxygen depletion from the oceans with no chance of survival humble humanity to our knees praying for solutions?
Believe it or not (most people will not, as they choose to remain in the safety cocoon of the denial and other deep rooted belief systems) all these possibilities and more are our current predicaments on Planet Earth. Scientists are just beginning to discover that the North Atlantic Drift and the Norway Current are dying due to the oil spill and use of dispersants in the Gulf of Mexico by BP. The Thermohaline Circulation System, which is the oceans conveyor belt controlling temperatures and weather, is in danger of dying everywhere. Without the Caribbean warm waters drifting into the northern hemisphere this year, all residents of those geographic areas can brace themselves for an early and severely icy winter as our next Ice Age begins to descend. As the rest of the currents die, the world can brace itself for the deep unknown. Crop failure has already begun to occur in many places resulting in increased food prices and embargos on shipments. Forest fires, flooding, drought, heat waves, famine… etc. will be the daily events and news on our planet from here on out as the forces of nature bring home to roost hundreds of years of imbalances on Mother Earth. The game is over for everyone.
“And so they say there’s going to be a Third Shaking of the Earth. It’s not going to be a good thing to see but we will survive it. We will survive it.” Lee Brown Cherokee Prophecy
So many people are going to want to blame BP or President Obama. If you insist on playing the blame game, then go ahead and blame yourself for participating in the madness of the western world. There is no time for blame. We must collectively use our energy to find solutions and if the problems are beyond our modern technology, then we must bow down our heads to our forthcoming predicament and at least learn to live out our dying days as a peaceful species. Maybe then and only then will our galactic neighbors choose to intervene.
Ascension can be reached through death or ascension can be reached through consciously partaking in these times. The choice is yours. Most people, I am afraid, have already, consciously or unconsciously chosen the death option. Those of us who have chosen the other path, our lives are going to be full of burial, grieving, crying, releasing, purifying and living 100% in the moment with the power and glory of our respective paths. Afterall, this is a closing age known as “The Age of Purification”.
In my world, I can no longer think of investments, mortgages, bills, creating business, vacation, clothes, etc. and the whatnot. It’s all steam forward to the rainforest, to a clean stream of water, to an organic farm, to sustainable energy sources and to co-creating this reality with like-minded individuals who have chosen to stay to master the new fifth world. Spirit has released me from keeping a writing schedule for this blog of information. I have written diligently for over one year on the Mayan Calendar, ascension, evolution and other spiritual matters. Now, I will retreat, with very few posts hereon, as I secure a future for my family, friends, and newly founded friends who will be joining my path.
Lee Brown Cherokee Prophecy, “In the cycle of time, from the beginning to the end, this time we are in now will change the purification of all things. They say this is the hardest time to live, but it is also the greatest honor to be alive and see this.”
When the last waves of the Mayan Calendar have completed itself, the Earth will be a lot less populated. I had hoped we would have chosen another route. Those of us remaining will have evolved to homo-pacem as the intensity of the times will demand nothing less. Those of us surviving will be living from our hearts as we would have learned that nothing else ever really mattered. Its do or die my readers, make your move now or forever hold your peace!
I send you blessings even in this last hour as I continue to pray for miraculous solutions.
Last Drop of Oil, Last Grasp of Air
by Zaccai Free
Nonstop the gushing
healing so necessary
why waste time on the blame game
One finger at you three back at me,
lets turn these fingers into a helping hand and set the captives free
Mr BP CEO you messed up so how can we come together in full responsibility
cause you’re only sucking the planets blood to feed my insatiability
Last drop of oil, Last gasp of air
not even enough for a prayer
searching for Nemo in BP’s oily inferno
as above so below
there must be a (chakra) leak internal
energy flows with no end in sight
buttons pushed lead to bad nights
youth on the street express love as a fight
we stuff emotions to work in a box
we profess free while holding tight to all we’ve got
as above so below there’s no separation
the Gulf gusher simply models our multinational/internal/external/ desperation
How many species must die so my car can go?
how many wetlands turned to oily wastelands for the sake of convenient transportation?
In a nation built on slavery and genocide who feels a pinch when filling up the ride?
So separate from cause and effect we wonder if we need to slow down after the wreck
Business as usual, profits at all costs
discounting 7 generations or more, smiling on the way to the mega-store
constantly extracting with no way to give back
no intent to return what’s been taken from the ground and burned
no reciprocity to the support of our humanity
lost in the insanity of unlimited growth fueled by vanity
What are we without fresh water, fertile earth & clean air?
If we can’t sustain life here it’s hubris to think we’ll do better elsewhere
there’s no security in oil more disasters than we care to admit
the corporation is the gun, greed the bullet
we the people squeeze the trigger making decisions oblivious of consequences
the dead children of Operation Iraqi Liberation (oil)
afghani-pipeline-istan, Nigerian fields awash with crude hued blood
strange fruits from Alberta tar sands, oil mixed with mud
We have found the enemy and he is me
i must embrace the other, make the criminal my brother
unconditional love like the fully engaged mother
then we transform pain into joy
blame into opportunity
our oily reality into a sun-drenched, wind blown future of sustai