What a time it’s been.
Did it start with the rain? Or with the crying Earth? Or with the crying hearts of the children of the Earth?
However it started, this time, it got very wet. And muddy. And scary. And chaotic. And challenging.
I felt it coming most through my schedule. My “plans” didn’t seem real, somehow. They seemed unlikely to happen. And they didn’t.
What did happen was unreal in a different way. And it has brought up so many questions, so much to be discerned, and experiences to learn from.
And by now, even some of the people who experienced serious destruction are grateful for the experience.
My kids and I often have campfires where we roast squash and corn, bannok and marshmallows. We jokingly say we are rehearsing for the apocalypse.
The flood was a good rehearsal, too, I am thinking.
Rehearsals are all about acting “it” out, and tweaking things so “it” really works.
Sacred scripture and mythological stories suggest that Heaven on Earth cannot happen without an apocalypse. The old, defunct structures must be cleared away, to reveal the pristine, eternal, sustainable truth underneath.
Some people take a literal perspective, others a more metaphorical one.
From where I stand, I see some of each. In order for us to co-create Heaven on Earth, everything we are not, everything that isn’t serving the collective and individual highest good, must be cleansed away.
Some of this is energetic, some physical…beliefs, mental blocks, habits, systems, buildings, infrastructures, personal belongings, relationships….
And then we must create, build, and LIVE in a way that works. The blueprints for this are, I believe, built into us, into nature…they are there when we look deep enough.
Some of what we build will be physical….especially in the phase of deterioration of the old way…collective living situations, permaculture gardens, natural material sourced buildings, communities and daily dances….
Because Heaven on Earth is physical…built on the sacred.
As above, so below.
What marks something as sacred? An item, a relationship, an activity…that has deep meaning, that serves us on every level, that brings us unstoppable joy, love, peace.
No wonder the goodness of the disaster is being felt. People are speaking of community, discovering which belongings are unessential (sounds like most of them are!)…it has helped reveal what is underneath…what matters…what is true and natural, what serves us.
Regardless of whether you see Calgary’s flood of 2013 as a rehearsal for the apocalypse, I would love to hear what you learned.