Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
Sorry to be the grinch who stole Christmas, but — yep, you know the tune:
The black humor in the above rendition can’t be beat.
Oops! Maybe yes it can. Have you noticed the dark ironic humor here?
December 22. We’re still at the moment of peak darkness; what better time to roll out this Alan Watts classic?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32MiAPR2S4g&ab_channel=Wiara
And when we come to terms with our own inner darkness, when we learn how to continuously acknowledge, honor and integrate what’s “down there” in ourselves with who we think we are — when we investigate that rich, fertile (denied) unconscious hole to become WHOLE, well on our way to HOLY— then the fake “mass formation” darkness spellcast by psychopaths no longer works on us. In fact:
Today puppy Shadow and I were out again just before dawn, and watched the unusually clear blue sky gradually light up with the coming sun, at the furthest southeast turning point of its annual swing between southeast and northeast (Summer Solstice).
As usual, when the sun actually began to peek over the horizon, tears flooded my eyes.
So grateful for this life, this beauty, this love.
Always, the appropriate response to intense discord is a full heart expressing love . . . As here:
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
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Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
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I tend to agree, unfortunately.