Complicit In Revolution

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I had to take a week. My shadow stole my sanity, my words and vast bloodied chunks of my life so dear. Not out of the woods yet I can finally see the shape of things and recall light beyond the canopy, gingerly back in the land of the living.

Beware the Ides of March, they say. Gah. We have all been settling karmic debt and shadow dancing for weeks before that - and since. As we plunge into the sweet dark of the moon after a month or more in Meltdown City, the reckoning is here. When the moon makes new in Aries in a few short days, it will be dragging Chiron into its fiery imperative and kicking Mercury into forward gear. This will be a high impact transformation, the kind that we crave and quake.

As always, we are gifted the balsamic phase to prepare. Take these days to chew on what you have learned. Sup deeply from the pool that mirrors all you have seen and said and sighed right back to you. Scrawl letters to your past and prepare for their burning when the night sky turns blackest.

Despite our resistance we are always required to be complicit in our evolution. It doesn't happen to us, by itself. It isn't up to anyone else. Well may they show us a path but they cannot take our steps for us. And this last long while it has gone above and beyond mere clamouring for our attention.

Our personal revolution rises from beneath us and claims our participation. Despite any appearance to the contrary you are ready.


Words c. Kerrie Basha, 2018