I remember hearing ancestral wisdom whispering to us that it is a good time of year for letting go. Here on Nature’s cycle in the Northern Hemisphere, we are approaching the Winter Solstice, the darkest time of year, where folks are turning yinward and many souls are exiting Classroom Mothership Earth. On some level, this time signals an end. However, from a cosmical energetic perspective, we all embark on a dying experience, whether realized or not. In this process, a promise of re-birth awaits. Yes, we are well-trained by a developmentally delayed perspective that tells us to fear death, be afraid of the dark and forget spirit, particularly in America. Rather than embrace the Unknown, we tend to fear what we don’t know, while some of us cling to blind faith and continue skating on the thin ice of modern life’s sea of intellectual concepts. Others check out by indulging in a garden variety of distractions, opiates of the masses they are in this world of 10, 000 things of bling-bling. Is that bad medicine or what? Those in the advertising industry know that most of us do not really feel comfortable in our own skin and so they make a killing by profiting from us buying into a perception that the consumption of certain products will somehow enhance our self-image. But these remedies are really only skin deep. In the spirit of that, flying with geese offers us the opportunity to soar within our True Selves and access the hero within Life’s mythical quest. Geese fly in a V-formation and epitomize balancing competition and cooperation vis-a-vis a sense of harmonic teamwork. Meditation on their V-formation, a figure 8 sign of infinity, helps us enter new portals to new possibilities, new ideas and venture to distant places in our spirit-mind-body vessels. If you are exclusively identified with the surface layer of the material realm, it is true that membership has its privileges, accompanied also by pleasure, pain and suffering. Meditation on geese facilitates flight into deeper realms, where acausal connections and phenomena await. I hardly think strict behavioral psychologists would take notice when conducting their social science experiments. Even if you dismiss the existence of something, are you not acknowledging that it is real, on some level?
Whether or not Barack Obama is the reincarnation of Abraham Lincoln, the connections between the two men are striking. Slavery has been a sad reality in our human family’s history. Although overt Apartheid is thankfully a dying breed, today’s slavery hides behind master illusionism. Lincoln once said, “as I would not be a slave, so I would not be a master–this expresses my ideas of democracy-whatever differs from this, to the extent of the difference, is no democracy.” Both the oppressor and the oppressed suffer. Will Obama and other leaders be master pretenders to the throne or will they access their inner royalty and use their positions to empower the massive change that our Mother and the overwhelming majority need to enact here on Classroom Mothership Earth? Rather than letting go of 18, 000 workers, companies like Hostess could choose to let go of the temptation to increase CEO compensation by 300% and upper management by 200% and the gall to ask a federal judge for an allowance of 1.8 million in bonuses to top dawg executives. How sweet is that? Moreover, if Pepsi is really the choice of a new generation, then they will use their presence in Uganda to stop the spigot of bigotry of an anti-gay bill that is backed by some Evangelical Christians that have close ties to a constellation called The Family. I hardly think Michael J. Fox’s former TV character Alex P. Keaton would approve of those family ties, conservative as he was on that show. Internet freedom is also at risk at the UN conference in Dubai by threatening new restrictions on free speech. Climate Change is trending right now and becoming a hotter topic–a global reality that humanity must deal with, whether we want to or not. Our survival depends on it. If we embrace Climate Change and effectively weather the changes so within as without, then we will make the quantum leap with grace. However, if we resist it, then it will persist in a way that tastes more bitter than the fracking insanity that sticks like tar in the sands of our Mother’s belly today. Even our nervous woodland creature friends know that denial isn’t just a river in Egypt, ma chucka. When the floods arrive, they usually find themselves moving to higher ground, rather than getting washed out.
On the playing field of life, some of the guys from around the way like to play football on Sundays. Maybe we’re playing on borrowed time and a loony bunch, but that doesn’t stop us from flocking together on cold mornings. Even a guy in his 60’s still runs the field and inspires the rest of us that you’re never too old to play. Last week, I caught wind of a flock of geese and signaled their cadence to my teammates. The view feathered our ripple, spirits soared and our game really took flight after that. We all take turns playing quarterback, evenly mix up the teams and usually balance cooperation and competition. While love taps and occasional de-cleaters happen from time to time, arguably the most aggressive act in the archives was when one disgruntled squirrel character threw the acorn at another hyena player, to stop his endless running commentary. But of course that didn’t work and the hyena is still laughing and talking smack. Some guys have dropped out due to fear of getting hurt. But there is risk in every breath we take. Taking it to the edge requires trusting that the Universal pillars of Love and Truth are a real safety net that catches us and sets us free. In the Great Spirit of that, when ingesting the free energy of geese in our internal slow-cooker, we marinate on the traits of fidelity, perfectionism and adventure. Given that geese are vegetarians, flocking toward increased veggie consumption or eating a vegetarian diet for a while might be good chicken soup for the soul.