as the everythingness of nothingness
builds at a frenzied pace
i wonder how we are keeping
our collective shit together
there is change
and
there is unchange
and
the choice is in our hands
i am bumping up against a swelling
and rising of old old energy,
as we all are
but knowing that i have the choice
to cling and quiver
or glide and accept
does not make
the task any easier
a self-worth
that is bruised
is not beaten
but the ability to flow thru
like a tsunami or a revolution
undeterred by the loops
of mind playing out on the periphery
keeps me pushing forward
in the timelessness of eternity
to what do i owe my good fortune,
what gods have shined down
to find me here now
safely swaddled in love and acceptance?
i do not have much from a societal perspective
but i am rich in so many other ways
so i give thanks and thanks
and thanks again
as i work to keep my heart open
and my mind free from its attempts
to cling to fear and uncertainty
as i know that all the wisdom of the universe
is available in my heart
i weep openly for this to become a contagion
and spread across the planet
peaceandlove
always
Everything is Nothing but Everything 
Beautiful, and well put Byrant! i hear you and I feel your pain and love. They say that more people are becoming awakened and more conscious now..but as the higher vibrations rise, the dark also rises up as we see in our daily news. Love is the strongest power and by spreading it as you suggest, we try to put the balance in our favor and hold that love prevails. I often think of this quote: The Darkest hour is just before the dawn – Thomas Fuller.
It just seems so unreal lately. THom Hartman once told me that this song is profound and and has the meaning to life: Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream, Merrily, merrily , merrily, merrily, Life is but a Dream.
Peace to you, peace to the world. May all the evil ones open their hearts and become conscious. THey know not what they do! May all nuclear reactors STAY COOL.
Love you, Rosie