Are we serving false gods–wealth, comfort, conformity, somnambulance, fear, judgment, addiction? Answering this question is not simple. We become so easily habituated to a way of being that we lose sight of possible choices.
We can sleepwalk through our days feeling dead, helpless, and hopeless, or party through our nights in a manic gesture to feel alive, while underneath there may be a being writhing in pain, cowering in fear, swimming in despair, smoldering in rage. What we serve in this case is anything to keep us from our authenticity, from embracing all of who we are, both the light and the dark.
What values could we embrace instead? Inspiring reading, right here:
The Feminine summons us to wake up, to see with eyes that know the color, texture, scent, and juiciness of the Dark. The Feminine beckons us to meet her, to journey through her vast intimacy, to come alive with her knowing, to tremble with the vigor of her life force, to bask in the gentleness of her charismatic loving.
The Feminine summons us. She is calling us to serve her values of love, truth, and beauty. She wants us to honor the sanctity of all life above all else, and to act in the world from a place of fierce compassion. She teaches us that anger breeds anger, hatred breeds hatred, and murder breeds revenge. But love and compassion breed more love and compassion.
As I follow the news in these potent days of conflict on our planet and read about how mutual loathing is being fueled by propaganda, and how each act of violence brings about retaliation, I pray that more of us become convinced that war is not the answer but the problem.