I’m writing this on Thursday morning, the day before the end of the world. I woke up at 4:44 am ( which adds up to 12) hearing that familiar inner voice that urges me out of bed to type now; so here I am typing at the computer keyboard.
Do I really believe it’s the end of the world on Friday, December 21? Of course not. However, I do feel the energy of endings very strongly; so strongly in fact, that it has dragged me out of bed in the early morning hours for the last few days. I can feel it stirring within me.
There is a collective energy around endings that feels intense to me. What has manifested around me have been several conversations over the last few days about endings: endings of friendships, jobs, love relationships, and endings of lives.
How can I not think about the children and teachers who were killed in Connecticut? Their ending touches my heart deeply.
But beyond any physical manifestation of an ending, I feel the energetic ending of a cycle, and from there I feel that new beginning emerging…
I’m seeing manifestations of new beginnings in my own life: new paths, new decisions, and new opportunities. This too has emerged in the last few days; it both scares and excites and delights me.
Collectively I feel the energy of new beginnings as well; an energy of endless possibilities. It’s an energy of hope and healing that I tap into. It’s an energy of changing the way you do things when the way you have been doing them no longer works or brings you happiness.
It’s the end of the world as we know it. I say, “Bring it on!”