Hanging Upside Down with Bat

A New Moon arrives tomorrow
Reflecting new opportunities and beginnings

Bat’s energetic footprint is symbolic of metamorphosis and change
Colorful Autumn leaves are fading, falling and dying

A metaphorical death of the old self
Hangs on by a thread like the ways of a dying old world

Bat and New Moon hint at the rebirthing process
cross-pollinating the fruits of an Aquarian Age

Meditation on Rome, reveals Trump is like megalomania emperors of an old age
But the Eternal City wasn’t built in a day

Like overthrown dictators of past lives, his time is going to come

Out on the streets, civil disobedience inspires a rising tide
of waves of change that will inundate even the Buddha and Christ
from deeper and higher dimensions

Time to surrender to the will of the Universe
and let go of the pyramid and elitist rule by the few

Moving further into our mysterious feminine sides
awakens the power of water

Flow with the gentle, gradual and softness of yin’s momentum
Tis the season to turn our clocks back yinward

Use the energies of the New Moon and Bat
to release your old self that no longer serves you
and see yourself transforming into who you want to become

Till we meet again along the trails,

Ari

Hanging with Bat as a Spiritual Guide

Bat symbolizes a metaphorical death of the old self . . .
What black roots want to take root during Winter’s coming dirge?

Planet Earth and all of Her inhabitants are going through underground
transformation – as things heat up, c’est possible to make amigos with that?

A Full Hunter’s Moon gathers a thrill of the hunt perspective
Time to adjust spiritual preparatory flight zones to weather stormy wintry mixes

Other people’s opinions are not your business
Folks will have their own perspective, so don’t make enemies or fall prey to hatred

Will the Empire’s rule by secrecy approach paradoxically expose His new clothes?

Do we want to go to World War Three with each other over our cultural differences?
How low can we go in our vibrations, not without paradoxical paranoid escalation?

Might as well let go of what dies now . . .
Because It will be reborn in Spring again

Yeah, free spirits may be born to run . . .
But we can also benefit from standing still

Today’s falling leaves sometimes color a dark attitudes about waning light . . .
Consider lifting your spirits to take flight into internal shadowy caves ahead

A personal mutable metamorphosis awakens into our collective consciousness . . .
Deeper activation of acceptance beneath skin deep superficiality is personal power!

What can you adjust inside yourself to compost stale recycled repetitive tapes
that echo a big Skunk like stink about your Being?

Meditation on personal boundaries reveals a gentle and soft approach to
standing in your own personal authority by speaking your truth respectfully

See you further up the trails,

Ari

Tuning in to Soulful Echos with Bat

Gazing through a lens of a shamanic death of old self
We look forward to a rebirth with fresh new perceptual eyes

Are you using your talents to the fullest?

Facing our fears – even in our darkest hours
Beneath the deep lies a beacon of light illuminating the shadows of our souls

Are you working your orientation in the positive?

Remember hanging upside down on playground equipment of yesteryear?
A return to childhood innocence
and hidden caverns of unexplored Self are born unto us

Letting go of old habitual patterns of thoughts, feelings and behavior
Is a funeral procession that leads to a surprise birthday parade of novelty

Are you letting your dreams pass you by?

We are responsible for the business of envisioning seven generations ahead because we are the ones we are waiting for

Remember when smallpox was intentionally distributed to our
Native American brothers and sisters?
Oh rats, what about the European black plague?
And today we are hearing about a bloody red scare named Ebola

But facing our fears head on is less scary in long run than
identification with “better the devil you know” programming

Be mindful to give peace a chance amidst fascist undertones
among friends that are typically liberal-minded otherwise
Religion is as religion does

May we remember that at their core,
religions are inspired by Divine expression
Flowering snowball effect rippling through our mass consciousness

Changing leaves are eclipsing us in the Autumn air
Old bedtime stories are falling back
Birthing into novel ways of co-authoring our world

Right now, even a soliloquy is becoming a grand performance
Embodying our dreams and visions opens portals to Universal awakenings

Hearing echos of good vibrations amplifies ring tones of optimistic thoughts

Taking a deep breath of cosmic vastness illuminates

empathic heartfelt connections with our expanding and retracting Nature

Leaving behind a playfully light-hearted
and healthy sense of detachment in our wake

Breathe in fresh air to levy floods of stress and tension

See you further on up the trails,

Ari

With Bat Medicine, The Dark Night Walks In Sunlight

I remember when Mark Twain observed that “there is no distinctly native American criminal class except Congress.”  Here on Classroom Mothership Earth, we are living in a land of chaos, confusion and tragedy.  If we look beneath the surface symptoms and acting out of our human family, we realize that our provocative behavior is clearly speaking to us.  In the USA, our friends in Congress are still balking at leveling the playing field that promotes more equal access to concrete services such as affordable health care and housing.  Further, a horrible massacre somewhere in Middle America took many innocent lives away from folks who merely thought they would escape for a spell by watching a film called the Dark Night Rising.  Front and center of our planet’s hot mess, is the Middle East, where a Perfect Storm is brewing in the land once called the Fertile Crescent and home of Abraham–paradoxically the father of the world’s three dominant religions.  Given all this shit hitting the fan, flying with bat is a good remedy for cross pollinating our transition into a New Age and Paradigm.  Alas, the Joker in me notices that this town needs an enema.

I know times are tough and the tides are changing.  And it is painful to watch folks make jokes out of anxiety with relation to tragedy.  However, without that roaring laughter, there would be no Tao.  So, why not stop the insanity by invoking the energy of bat to help us fly with our transitions during the process of becoming something new.  Moreover, bat can help us effectively navigate the darkness by facing our fears and laying to rest the death of the old self.  When we let go of who we were and accept what is, we then clear space for new energy to take flight into our being and prepare for changing tides.  With bat, we are equipped to spread our wings and fly onward in our soul’s infinite journey through birth, death and rebirth that is akin to the Buddhist idea of reincarnation.  As humans, we have not learned how to effectively emote.  Rather, we tend to react to the weather outside instead of mastering our own internal weather patterns.  In our outer directed culture, we have been well-trained to play the blame game and indulge in victim consciousness.  But remember that as participatory audience members in the theater of life, we are all mirrors for one another that reflect back aspects of our one  human family.  Sometimes, we like what we see and are attracted to that.  Other times, we do not like what we see and tend to react with an attitude of judgement and avoidance.  Or maybe we become a martyr and carry a heavy ego-centered burden. 

In our dying old world, we have trashed the beautiful park that was given to us by Creator.  As humans, the time is now to take responsibility for our creative selves and for our shared land that we live with.  The age of viewing ourselves as separate and disconnected from one another is disappearing into the dead of the night.  The New World will reveal itself when each individual sees the Light of Day in his consciousness.  This is what god-realized humans have modeled to us in our human history.  When enough of us reach this Critical Mass, we will come about by balancing our part Divine, part creature being into living authentically and respectfully with one another.  In the meanwhile, we humans really need to heal old wounds and learn new ways to live in harmony with one another, our planet and Universe throughout.  By listening to bat, we hear a callback that echoes a message that even in death, there is rebirth.

Stay True,

Ari