The first day of Spring, March 21, 2023 was zero point for the beginning of the New Earth. The age of Aquarius is well underway and we can all start living according to the lyrics in the famous anthem of the 70’s sung by none other than, The 5th Dimension.
Get your Spotify on and give yourself permission to clap your hands. “Let the sunshine in.” Sing along. Move your body. Do it! No one can raise your vibe but YOU.
We have allowed the “controllers”to run the show for way too long.
I am looking for a path forward.
When my parents were my age they bought a cozy bungalow in Florida, where they lived half of their 13 years of retirement. They played golf, tennis and shuffleboard, and neighbored joyfully in their little cul de sac complete with a social hall for that exciting 500 rummy game each week.
They always came back up north looking younger than when they left! Tan, with tennis biceps and a smile of contentment, they would settle in for a summer of drinking in the cool mountain air in the town where I grew up. Activities switched to taking grandchildren fishing, berry picking, and to miniature golf.
Audible sigh here.
Can you imagine retiring from what is going on in the world today? I mean, I do desire the beautiful slow pace that my parents achieved, but I could no more play golf five days a week as fly to the moon. (wait, is it really a moon, or is it hollow?) See what I mean? It doesn’t stop! This constant quest for information, verification, validity, integrity, for good, for the TRUTH. For the GD TRUTH!
“You can’t work at what you really love to do,” was a discouraging platitude recited by my father that always haunted me. “Why not?” Surly, with the right education, the right breaks and the right connections you can make this happen. I didn’t realize it at the time, but he had bought into the slave class mentality of what I have come to see as the controlled system.
In my own life, I jiu Jitsued my way toward a patchwork career. It was not so much a plan as a philosophy. I was simply trying to find a way to “do what I love,” —caveat—without selling my soul.
I was an actor until I chose not to join the “Me Too” movement, if you get my gist. I taught creative drama to gifted students until the grant ran out. I was a microwave oven demonstrator when they first came on market, I wrote for a local newspaper, counseled at a wilderness school, and taught science in the inner city of Harrisburg (they were so desperate for teachers, they took me with my theatre degree!) No worries, we put on a play called, “Street Science.”
Y’all, I’ve been a puppet, a poet, a pawn and a king, as the song goes. My resume is a small booklet, and the color of my parachute is each one found on Gods’ green earth as well as those of a psychedelic mind trip.
Some people who have known me a long time just shake their head at this accounting. Perhaps others don’t get that the way to society’s highest, most laudable positions held so little appeal, that I couldn’t muster the energy for it.
Maybe it was too scary, maybe I was just not up to the task.
I have finally begun to be at peace with those dozens and dozens of choices I made and the shopping basket full of jobs I took home to unpack.
Maybe my tombstone will read, “She was just trying to do what she loved.”
I have even come to a place where I can feel compassion for that young naive person who wanted success, recognition, acceptance and security, like most humans in our culture, and who so often fell short.
I can also now see that having any kind of integrity about what you will and will not do to get ahead, is very, very rare in our society, as evidenced by the complete failure of all of our trusted institutions and those who prop them up. Would that a few people at the top and even at the bottom just do the right thing, instead of selling their souls, our nation would not be in such a pickle.
It’s a set-up. And it’s stacked against humans. We have desires, talents, and the capacity for love, joy, beauty, truth, and yet…”something”lures us into fear-based thinking that sabotages our potential.
NO MORE! Flip the switch! Dodge the energy vampires! (via Dr. Christiane Northrup) Unchain yourselves from your self-imposed prison! Be free! Be Brave! Have faith!
The co-creation of the earth has begun. We are being asked (by our higher selves, God, the universe, the evolutionary impulse) to design and build a world where we ALL get to do what we love.
And retirement? That was just a crazy old dinosaur of an idea developed to keep everyone a slave to the system that promises that a life of joy and ease begins when we are nearly dead.
Phooey on that!
PS. New job description: Building the New Earth
Building the new earth takes leaders not bosses.
The leaders have to work with a community not a benevolent bot air windbag that yells at the peasants. Pluto in Aquarius from an evolutionary astrology bent.
The southern polarity of Pluto is now in Leo, direct opposition of Aquarius. The death rebirth pangs now start on the generation born with pluto in Leo.
The ideal world you recall in sentimentality was built on the blood and bone of the poor and dispossessed. America the land of the free, so that all other third world lands could be the lands of the slaves. The reason we have a deficient world is built on the soft generations with baby boomer ideologies. Case in point Indigenous tribes of Americas, Australia and Africa have sentimental memories before colonisation. Where we are now is in the neo colonisation of the global mind. What do we replace the forever boom mentality installed by Pluto in Leo Generation?
Aquarius being an Air (information sign) pouring water (knowledge) back on the world.
"The problem is that just because Leo “believes” its creative output is superior, this is often not the case. The shadow of the archetype — selfishness, self-absorption and narcissism — often blinds those under the influence of Leo energy to the fact that they are not as amazing as they think they are. Excessive pride and arrogance can be Leo’s undoing, causing its overly wilful types to meet necessary resistance, to suffer setbacks and receive harsh criticisms"
"Pluto in Virgo generation. (Born 1956–1971 and 1971 -!984) that was identified as distinct from the Baby Boomers that came before us. They branded us as Generation X. And it felt very much like a branding — not like Guccci or Nike — but like having a red-hot iron stamping a mark of ownership and wanting to solve the worlds problems.
"...GenXers born with a generational giant chip on its shoulders. And of course, we have set it up for ourselves this way. Why else would a collective of souls choose to incarnate under the Pluto in Virgo And Libra signature? We have all come into this life to learn Virgo-inspired lessons of humility, service, duty, criticism, analysis and improvement, Libra scales of balance, law and right decisions. This is our generational cross to bear, so perhaps the “X” designation is symbolically more appropriate than we might think."
Oh, man, can I ever relate to your "life course" description ("could fill a booklet"). Same here.
But at 70, it sort of bites a bit, not to have one distinct body of work that's easy to present myself as. At least I can honestly say I've lived up to my Gemini sun sign.