Some are calling this the eclipse corridor. Whatever name we choose, we are in a period of transformation. We had a full lunar eclipse on March 13th, a week later the Vernal Equinox on the 20th and now we are headed to the partial solar eclipse on the 29th. As a society, we do not pay much attention to these things as on the whole, we live disconnected from our mother earth and her rhythms. In ancient times, this might have been seen as a time of rest, fasting, prayer and inner reflection. A time to dive deep and allow our spirits to travel the inward passages.

This period of my life allows me the freedom to travel this corridor with intent. I can feel the doorway that is ready to open on the 29th. I can sense the excitement on the other side yet know no particulars as to what it will hold. The nausea and swirling that my body feels, attests to the unsettled nature of the energies that are in play. There is a dreaminess to my days that makes simple tasks require greater focus. Trying to plan ahead creates white noise in my mind. Affixing a date to the calendar is like attempting to pin a note on a moving board. My feet feel as though I am standing on a balance board, that wobbles under me. Energy flows in and I have learned to move with it. Once it leaves, I can only rest. I dressed to go to a community event the other afternoon, hat and coat on, keys in hand. All of a sudden, I deflated like a balloon. All the air went out of me. I took off my outer garments and reclined once again on the couch. There is no pushing through. I used to pride myself on my will as I could plow through whatever was the need of the moment. That has not been the case for quite some time.

Now, there is the deep surrender to divine will. Knowing that my higher self has me in hand and will steer me in the best direction in each moment. I tune in and listen. What does this upcoming doorway hold for me?

Doorways have always held a fascination for me. I have collected images of them over the years. They hold a sense of mystery, of hope. I recalled a dreamscape from decades ago. At the time, my former husband and I were living in Montana as part of a spiritual community. Many called it a cult and it turns out it had the earmarks of one. We lived there for a year, short in the number of days but long and rich in the number of lifetimes experienced. We learned many lessons for which I am grateful.

In my dream, I was with Guru Ma or Mother as the leader of the organization was called. She led me down a corridor lined with a series of doors. She told me that we were going to learn about perfect love. As I stood in each doorway, she introduced me to the individual inside. She told me that she would come back for me when I had become one with that person. Each doorway held a being that I found myself retreating from. One was a person who was severely overweight, a few hundred pounds at least. Another was a person horribly disfigured, his face not really a face any longer. Another was a person who appeared hooded and felt so dark and scary . And so it went all down the corridor. I was to spend time in each room, alone with the other person. I felt great fear as she closed the door each time. The amazing thing was, that by the time she returned and opened the door for me to come out, I no longer wished to. I had become one with the other person, our love so encompassing that I did not wish to depart. The same thing happened in each room, all my prejudices come alive in the form of a person only to dissolve in the field of love. It was an outstanding lesson.

At the end of the corridor, was a doorway that had the words, Perfect Love, inscribed over it. The dream ended there. The next day, I went to a gathering where Guru Ma was to speak. She stood at the podium and said, tonight, we will speak of Perfect Love. I almost fell off my chair as the dream was still alive in my mind.

This present doorway that we are approaching at the end of this month, holds that energy of Perfect Love. I sense a love revolution sweeping the earth, one heart at a time. May we have the courage and determination to walk through this doorway, with our hearts on fire with love. May we choose to live this love out loud. May our hearts shine as we recognize the truth that we are one people. May we unite to create a world that honors all, that cares for all, including this beautiful planet of ours.

This is my new way of checking in with myself and others. I learned this from asoulcalledjoel on facebook. A beautiful man who uses a few sentences to check in with others each day. It has become a wonderful practice for me.

I was at a lunch time gathering of folks where politics came up though the invitation had stated that it was to gather to talk about community, not politics. Someone said that they ran into an old friend who was a Trump supporter so she did not know what to say to him. I said, ” Ask him, How is your heart?” Everyone is going through something in these challenging energies. It is not about our belief systems, it is about our hearts. It is a question that puts the conversation on a new level.

It is time to remember our oneness, not beat the drum of our separateness. Time to focus on the blessings that we have, not what is going wrong. I pointed out the abundance of food on the table, that everyone had contributed to, the warmth from the heating system keeping the cold air at bay, the freedom that we all had to gather on a workday to talk, our cars that brought us from near and far, the view of trees and fresh snowfall outside. In this moment, all was well with us.

The dismantling of our society under the new president is a favorite topic of conversation here in this liberal state of Vermont. The talk ranged from the despair of programs being cut and systems failing to the more empowering of teaching classes on fermentation, root cellars, growing food, baking bread, spinning and weaving. Folks shared some of the things that they were doing in a positive vein though the weight of what the government was not doing, cast a shroud over the talk. There is some comfort in sharing a common enemy. Of churning out the stories over and over of how bad things are. It reinforces the belief that someone else is responsible for our lives.

To me, all of this change is encouraging. This is evolution. It is forcing folks to look within, rather than waiting for the government to save them. Forcing people into their own sovereignty, into reaching out and creating stronger communities rather than remaining in victim mode. We are creator beings, we came for that experience. We are witnessing our planet and society shifting in new ways. It is an intense and challenging time. It is also opening us up to new abilities and gifts. It is allowing new ways of living to emerge.

We are forced back to the human scale of our immediate circle. What can we do to create community, to care for ourselves and one another? The world will spin with both horrors and beauties unfolding. Science has proven that what we focus on will grow. It is startling how easily we are duped into focusing on what is wrong rather that what is going well. There is beauty everywhere in everything if we have eyes to see.

We have come to bring it all back to love. There is only love. We have created this separation, this experiment to see how far we could go into the darkness. We have gone in deep and now we wish to return to our truth. We are all tired of the game. Now we turn from that tunnel and move back towards the light. Towards peace, unity, harmony, abundance for all. Our hearts are our flashlights. We can turn them on high beam, we can find our way back to the truth of love. To the light of being love. We can breathe in the darkness and transmute it into love. We can spin gold from the dross.

It takes our intention and attention. Attend to what we desire, intend to be the love that we wish to feel in this world. We were made for these times.

Fill your heart with your own lovelight. Recognize your own beauty. Accept all aspects of yourself. Fall in love with you! We have been conditioned to feel that we are not enough, that we can never measure up, that we are parasites upon the planet. We can talk back to this and come to face all of ourselves, even what we consider shameful. We can reaffirm our own beauty, our hearts that want only good for all in this world. This is the path that leads to falling in love with everyone and everything. We are all such tender beings.

So, I ask you, How is your heart?