“Another world is not only possible, she’s on the way and, on a quiet day, if you listen very carefully you can hear her breathe.” ~ Arundhati Roy*
There’s something compelling about being reminded that a new story is trying to be born into being — and be born into the world through us.
Have you been feeling that … the uncertainty, the pressure, the pull of something trying to be born through you, to be midwifed into being by you and your fellow midwives?
It may be something you’ve been feeling, following, and stepping (or stumbling, or getting dragged kicking and screaming) into for quite awhile now.
A sense of purpose that sometimes you can see and feel clearly, and sometimes not, as if you’re moving forward step by step across a bridge between old — what’s passing, and new — what’s being born — in one of those thick San Francisco fogs, in which you can see maybe one step, one foot in front of you?
On the cusp between two worlds, two ways of being, with a bridge in between, as showed itself in a vision I saw in meditation some years ago.
I feel that way, a lot, as I know some of you do.
I love the places of clarity and certainty, of course; who doesn’t?
It often seems so much nicer than that seemingly perpetual uncertainty, doesn’t it? Yet uncertainty is what we’ve got, in boatloads.
So uncertainty becomes the mastery path, the invitation, the question to live into.
More often than not, it’s that step-by-step feeling and sensing my way over the bridge — with the uncertainty keeping me company all the way — through the thick fog, not wholly seeing what’s ahead, just knowing that’s just the direction to walk.
Letting Life lead … letting the Spirit lead me, you, us, forward, into the new yet not yet seen and away from the old normal (and as Aunt Francis reminds us, “Normal is not a virtue, my dear!”).
It’s so different from what I was taught, and most of us are taught, in the ‘Western’ culture: to ‘make it happen’, to push, muscle it through, ‘conquer life’. Ha ha. What a bizarre and somewhat delusional control-freak fiction, and it does take quite a bit to be shaken loose of it!
But the new story will be born, bizarre, delusional fictions of cultural conditioning (and a rather big side-dish of pride!) aside.
As Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee shares, this is:
“… a new story, arising from deep within the psyche of humanity and the world soul at this moment in our and its evolution.”
“… the story of life evolving, recreating itself anew, but we are needed to midwife it into existence.”
A new story that requires us to remember and reclaim the ancient, ancestral wisdom, even as the new story that’s being born pulls us forward.
Thanks to Anna Lin from Healing Streams for sharing the following snippet from Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee today (continue on to see the excerpt, and a link to his full article).
I felt glad and deeply appreciative for the reminder of Llewellyn’s words … that something’s being born, and the birthing process isn’t without moments of discomfort.
No matter how long I’ve immersed in the Wisdom, or how long I’ve been step-by-stepping across that bridge in the fog, letting the new be born through me (and the old to be shucked off and die from me), I appreciate the reminders, always.
Can you feel the bit of that new story pulling you, nesting in you, drawing you forward through the fog?
Another world-story is possible … can you hear her breathing?