spiral light
The sky didn't turn purple, but there were lots of cloud and chemtrail stripes that seemed to converge somewhere in the distance, to the north. Birds are still flying, squirrels doing squirrel things. I got the alerts on my phone first thing, but didn't feel as alarmed as I might have. This whole panicked end times-x-cataclysm thing isn't really my jam. I see what's unfolding, I'm just not into it.
If things go according to my plan– and I have no reasonable assumption that they will– I will hop on a plane in a few weeks if there are still planes and travel is accessible. Also if I can avoid war zones (declared or undeclared), civil unrest, kidnappings, natural disasters, epidemics, pollutant release, radioactive contamination– you know, the usual– if I can get past all of that, I'm meeting my friends at the edge of the Indian Ocean. From the ocean we'll travel together to Bamboo Mountain where we've dedicated a month to meditation, chanting and prayer. I'm not saying that like it's a big deal. It's all the same fucking day. Chanting, meditation and prayer isn't better or holier or anything like that, I don't mean it that way at all, it's just the frequency I happen to be residing in right now. It's pleasant here, comfy. Although I can't attach to it and know it will always change, I like the way coherence feels.
I'm super-excited to reunite with my dear friends and our teachers. There will be about twenty of us at the mountain with intentions of generating and anchoring in energies of compassion and non-harm, offering prayers of protection to all living beings. Last time we got together on a holy mountain a few years ago, we brought the rain in three different continents. I'm very excited to see what we can do now. It's boring to categorize things in polarizing language that flattens and distorts, but that's how things seem to be communicated best here. I can say it this way, that we are beings of light anchoring light within density. Permeating chaos and confusion with clarity. We're anchoring light right now, speaking it, living it, radiating our frequencies into the collective. It's what we've been doing this whole time.
People ask me what I do for work that I can just go away for a month, as if tedium and drudgery are good for the soul. Saying I'm a poet never flies with people. They want to know what I really do. It's hard to explain, I do lots of different things. (Like in the video linked below, "the work I think I'll work at, or else I think I won't– it's sort of something that you do, unless you maybe don't.")
Calling myself a gridworker appealed to me for a little while, because it made some hidden part of me feel seen, but it soon grew distasteful— so many assumptions in that word. Makes me feel like I have to be working working working while everyone else here fucks around and finds out. It's not really that. Also "grid" sounds so matrix and containing in an oppressive, non-meshtastic way. I don't use that word anymore. Gridwork isn't just about placing protective crystals in particular formations. That's one externalization of what's happening, but we don't need to place specific crystals into patterns for magic to happen. We are the crystalline bodies, we are the grid itself.
I love crystal healing, bring me all that hippie shit– the energy modalities and offerings, the protection spells and incantations, the sound of bells to clear debt and welcome in abundance. All that, I love it. Also, those are conceptual frameworks we don't really need anymore. There is no need for magical robes or runes, sigils, spells or certifications, not really. Some people here really have hierarchy fetishes here and it shows, getting off on higher/lower, better/worse, inside/outside: all binary conceptualizations.
It bears repeating: we already have and are everything we need. Don't believe me, but understand for yourself that your reality is contained within and framed by your beliefs. Just because you believe a thing doesn't make it objectively real or true, only true for you and those who share that belief. Same goes for me, for everyone. My beliefs are no more right or wrong than any others, but they might be a lot more fun. It might sound wild to say it, but this whole long trip we've been on isn't even the trip yet. We're still just getting ready for what's to come.