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Neighbor and friend Marita and I attended the first annual Project Civility national summit at the public library in upscale Carmel (on the eastern edge of Indianapolis), leaving Bloomington at 6 AM Saturday last, and arriving back home 12 hours later.
(BTW: catch a glimpse of yours truly, sitting in profile, orange shirt, on right hand side of video within a few seconds of the video’s end.)
I think it’s safe to say that the experience changed both of us.
For my own part, I now realize what my Uranus Return is all about. (See last post). I am here, at this point in my unusually long life, as someone who “works the edges,” injecting into any group process that threatens to bore me (because too predictable) some anecdote or behavior or other, past or present, that suddenly electrifies the atmosphere, stirs into remembrance the aliveness that pulses through all our hearts.
Many folks came up to me at the end, thanking me for my “spunk,” my “contrarian” attitude, that had spurred them into a sudden sparking of aliveness (not that anybody actually said that, but I could feel it. 3D to 5D — and beyond!)
Always, what interests me is to enter and remain inside the dynamically pulsing center between opposites, in this case between Aries (me) and Libra (relationship). For that is where creation occurs. In that orgasmic union between me and you. No matter how momentary the flash, our LOVE is real.
LOVE is real. This invisible, palpable, swirling fluid disguised as maya.
I notice, once again, how my Libra Midheaven and Neptune are being activated big time, through the transiting Saturn/Neptune at 0° Aries (though Neptune has now receded back into Pisces for awhile).
0° Aries! Brand new beginning!
For me, for you, for us, for the world.
The heart (of me, of you, of creativity itself), is found precisely in that pulsing center beat that connects us all to the divine source within the self and the other, equally. Fuses us into Oneness. If we pay attention. If we sink below the surface rules and laws, to what author Indianapolis resident Alexandra Hudson, in her 2023 book that spurred Carmel City Councilman Jeff Worrell to call this first ever civility summit into manifestation: The name of her book? The Soul of Civility. And by civility, she does not mean mere politeness. No. Authenticity is required.
I had ordered the book, several weeks ago, figuring I would just whip through it before attending the summit.
Ha! I’m still only 1/3 way through, ten minutes at a time. Taking ten years to research and write, the author takes the reader way back in time, to ponder how other cultures and authors elsewhere, over thousands of years, have worked with the two seemingly opposed motivations that drive humans everywhere: individuality and relationship, community. How do we engage with this inherent, inescapable, conflict between “self” and “other”? This free will choice that greets us moment by moment as we move through the day? Coldly, egocentrically? or compassionately, with heart, recognizing the soul in the other as well as in ourselves.
That’s basically the topic of both the book and the summit that followed, two years later.
Excerpt from a review of the book.
The summit itself, was an astonishing experience, with others from all walks of life united in common cause, to learn how to be and to work with others in a more civil, less divisive, manner. The organizer, Carmel City Councilman Jeff Worrell, got so worked up when he read her book that, over time, he started what will hopefully expand into a movement that will spread to cover this vast divided land with its profoundly healing balm, to soothe, not just political divides, but those between and within cultures and “identities,” neighborhoods and families and yes, even fractious couples who choose to live together forever, no matter what.
