We Are The Ones

The phrase "We are the ones we have been waiting for" springs into my mind on an almost daily basis.

For many years, whether it was related to my job or my relationships, it seemed that I was often looking for someone to tell me what to do, to tell me what I'm good at, to tell me what job to take, what man to want, what emotion to feel. I was looking for someone to save me.

Before the virus (which now feels like it's own timeframe like Before Christ or Before Internet), my spiritual community got all shaken up with allegations of sexual abuse rising to the surface about Yogi Bhajan, the founder of Kundalini Yoga. I had been practicing for 3 years and had found a women's community dedicated to the practice. When the allegations surfaced, I was really crushed. I went down rabbit holes, reading and kvetching about the situation. I struggled in my mind with letting go of the practice that had helped me so much.

And then a wise friend reminded me to practice discernment. That word - discernment - it turned on the light for me. It was no longer about reading. It was no longer about thinking. It was no longer about what others were doing or about what my teacher was saying. No one could tell me what to do. Only I could decide. Only I can discern what matters to me, what is my truth. My discernment happens right in my heart.

Four weeks into being "isolated", I watch all of the narratives playing out in my FaceBook feed. People are curious about what is happening. What is truth. Lot's of fear. Lot's of privilege. Lot's of us versus them. Even now. We are clinging to our stories of what this is about and pretending that those stories make us different. They don't.

What I see across the stories is the thread of wanting to be saved. Wanting the government to crack down on people who aren't staying at home. Wanting a vaccine. Wanting the economy to rebound. Wanting to jump timelines to awaken our collective consciousness. There are lots of rabbit holes.

So I'm dropping into my heart and I hope you might consider doing the same.

We are the ones we have been waiting for.

Because although we are all seeking normalcy, things are not normal. Who knows if they will ever be like they were again. As this author so eloquently states - there is some normal that we don't want to go back to right? I mean, so much of what was "normal" was really effing insane! I mean. Total Bullshit.

So what do you want to invite into your life? Where do you want to place your energy?

Now. I recognize my privilege in this. I am not starving right now. I have food in my pantry. I have a roof over my head. I am physically well. It is with those basic needs in place that I have the privilege to even ponder where I want to put my energy.

And so as a part of that realization, I am also donating money to the local food bank. I have put letters into mailboxes of neighbors, letting them know that I am here if they need me. I have purchased gift certificates for services I may (or may not) receive later. These are small things, but they count. IF you have the ability to support your community, now is the time. Because isn't that actually what you want to create? Communities of caring people. People who help each other.

Deep breath.