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Aufbruch in eine neue Zeit

 Dream of the Green Star

Aluna Joy – Mt Shasta 1990

 

In the late 1980’s, while I was still living in Mt. Shasta California, I had a very strange dream. I didn’t know what it meant at the time, but it was one of those dreams that you do not forget about.

 

In the dream, it was at the time of the great shift. I feel it is the shift we are experiencing now. In the dream, there was a weird light in the sky. There were many different colors in the sky, very similar to the Sun dogs that we have been seeing these last few months. The sky had an unreal feeling about it that is hard to describe. In my dream, I was watching all this transpire in front of me. It felt like it was at the end of the day, but I also realized that it was the end of the age.

 

It was evident to everyone that something big was happening. Everyone on Earth was scrambling in different directions. Some were acting out of their fear and were running and trying to hide. But there was no place safe to hide. Others were following an inner guidance that came from their hearts, and proceeded to go where they were called.

 

In the sky, there were multiple UFOs in the sky, and on the ground I saw many beings that we considered to be Big Foot. Many Ascended Masters were walking among us. It felt like all the dimensions were merging together. This was frightening to some, and very exciting to others. It was like Armageddon and the Rapture all at the same time. It was very confusing, but wildly exciting all at the same time.

 

The thing that created a lot of commotion was a glowing green stone. This stone shined like a star. In the dream, if we sat with it, the stone would awaken us to a higher realm of being. In my dream, the green stone, or green star, was in the center of a circle. The ones that were listening to their heart’s inner guidance were also the ones that knew where the Green Stone was. We were all gathering around it, and waiting for what came next. We didn’t know what it was, but we knew it was something that we had long awaited for. There were many that thought that the Green stone was evil, and they warned many to stay away from the light of the Green Stone. Some listened to the fear and left . . . but most stayed to be together. That was the end of the dream.

 

Over the years, I have kept my eyes open for a green stone like the one in my dream. I have been gifted many green stones from New Zealand, but these were not like the green stone that I saw in my dream. I heard about the stone called moldavite, and checked it out also. Again, it wasn’t the green stone in my dream. Over the years, I forgot about the dream and went on with my life.

 

Just about the time that the Star Elders said that we had made the grand shift in the collective consciousness and a new age, something new has appeared in our sky. This is the glowing green Comet Lulin. Immediately, the forgotten dream of the star-like, green stone flashed into my mind. If the Comet Lulin is the green star stone in my dream, I don’t really know. But I find it highly interesting that it has shown up now, and for many reasons.

 

Astronomers themselves say “Lulin is a very rare and quirky visitor”. I find it interesting that this comet is not only green, but also appears to be traveling backwards. The Maya word “Zuvuya” fits the situation beautifully. Zuvuya means that you can understand things more deeply by looking at it in reverse. Could the appearance of this comet be triggering a deeper sense of awareness and truth? Could this comet unveil the illusions . . . negative egos of the world?

 

Since Comet Lulin’s close fly-by in our solar system (February 23, 2009 being the closest fly-by to Earth), we have been experiencing a lot of interesting energy shifts. We have experienced some beautiful highs and have had to process some pretty deep lows. Emotionally we feel scattered and confused. Physically we are having stomach aches, nausea, and to sensitive ones, even a sense of your entire body being hit by a fast-moving truck. If you are feeling these physical symptoms, it means your spiritual, emotional and physical bodies are working to realign to the new energies.

 

Lulin has made its close fly by to Earth in the first few weeks of 2009 just as we have completed a 13 year solar wave cycle ending at Equinox in 2008. In this 13 year cycle, humanity has created a powerful momentum of awakening in the collective consciousness. This is the first year of a second 13 year solar wave cycle. This cycle ushers in a new era where we can actually create with the new momentum empowered by heart-filled collective consciousness. This is the year where all our healing talents will be empowered and supported by the mass collective consciousness . . . finally!

 

This comet will be passing close to Earth just as we enter portal and core days in the Maya calendar . . . including a rare core day falling on Equinox! Portal days thin the veils between dimensions. The core days act like the Kundalini of the solar system and have been historically proven to be extremely powerful days. Equinox this year falls on the 16th of 20 core days that will be greatly accelerated by this comet’s gamma rays and the global Solar Wave Ceremonies. Two other comets have been within eyesight on Equinoxes in years past, but this is the first green comet that falls on a core day! This Equinox, March 20, 2009, is potentially the most powerful and transforming event that we will have ever experienced in recorded history.

 

 

 

The Only Things We Take With Us

Aluna Joy – February 2009

 

I don’t know what is going on lately, but this I know for sure . . . the dream world is getting really wild. I have to admit that I have had a lot of outrageous dreams lately. I know a lot of you out there have had some pretty crazy things going on at night also. I have to admit that we all have to think a moment to decide if we are going to share what we have been dreaming about. Thoughts pop into our heads such as “What will other people think?”, “Will this affect my credibility as a visionary?” or “Will people start to question my sanity as a human being?” But one thing is quite clear to me . . . we really are in insane times, and the norm is not the norm anymore.

 

In my last article, I shared my very old dream about the shift and the glowing green star that I had while I was still living in Mt. Shasta. I was shocked at how many people wrote me saying that they had similar dreams in the past, and some even recently. I know this dream was about helping us with our orientation during a planetary shift. I don’t know why it took me so long to share the dream. Maybe it had to do with the fact that all the words in the world would not really describe the dream properly. I know one thing for sure . . . I do remember the energy of that day in the dream precisely, and I will recognize it the moment that it arrives on this planet. I could not forget it. It would be like forgetting what a rose smells like, or knowing how chocolate melts in your mouth.

 

As soon as I shared this dream, I had another dream the very next night that was equally, if not more powerful, vivid and absolutely lucid. The fact is I don’t believe that I was even fully asleep. This new dream was not about what happens during the shift. It was about what it would feel like after we arrived to the other side.

 

Over the years, the Star Elders have shared things with me regarding what we will take with us through shifts of the ages. The one most important thing that we will take with us is the love that we hold in our hearts. They showed me that love is eternal, multi-dimensional and, most of all, unquenchable. The other things we can take with us through shifted ages are truths, or teachings based on truth, that transcend time, space and dimension. Yet the Star Elders have shared over and over again that nearly 100% of our memory will not survive a shift of the ages simply because we could very easily re-create the same problems. The ironic fact here is that when we finally make our ascension, we will be in kindergarten in the next reality. I never really thought about how impacting these things would be on me and others . . . until the other night.

 

I guess I would call the dream the “stairway to heaven dream”. In this dream, I woke up in an entirely different environment. I had nearly complete and total amnesia. The fact that I knew I had amnesia in the first place would be a type of memory, however faint and small. The fact was that I had been suddenly shifted into a new age, and this fact was unbelievably disorienting in every way possible, and I was quite petrified. I could feel a bit of nausea caused by the adjustment to the new energy. The shift of environment was very sudden, and the very atmosphere had a strange, unique but yet familiar feeling. Now I remind you . . . I don’t really know if I was asleep or not. All I know is that I didn’t know who I was, where I was, or anything else.

 

There were several beings around me that looked just like you and I, yet I don’t recall if they ever spoke to me out loud. Everything I understood apparently came to me telepathically. It was night here, and these beings were resting. One of the beings was holding me like a baby. One of first things I felt was their lack of boundaries. There was no separation between them, and nor did they consider any separation between me and them. Everything seemed to merge into a simple, uncomplicated oneness. I felt so transparent to them. It reminded me so powerfully of how separate we all still feel from each other. This oneness made me uncomfortable at the time, yet they continued to care for me.

 

In this dream, I could not sleep. So I laid there in the darkness with my mind full of confusion and disorientation, because I didn’t know where I was, or how I had gotten there (Some Maya Elder’s believe the shift of the ages will come through a short cycle of total darkness). I guess if I had been asleep, it would have felt less disorienting. Once I had gotten my fear under control, I realized that the new environment was not that bad at all. In fact, it was quite nice and comforting. It was simply different than the surroundings that I had been in when I went to sleep in Sedona, Arizona.

 

As the sun began to rise up, I could actually see where I was. There were at least three beings living in this house that I found myself in. It was very similar to the houses that we live in today, but I noticed that there was a complete and total lack of technology. The house was built out of all natural-looking materials; like lots of wood and stone. I had a weird distant memory of breakfast, but I didn’t see a kitchen, and I wondered if they ate food.

 

There were huge windows overlooking an indescribably beautiful and vast canyon. There were trees that looked like they were from the pine family. There was a little snow on the rocks, so I assumed that it must be winter. It felt like we were the only people left on Earth, but inside of me I knew that this was not true. The energy of the Earth was completely uncomplicated and extremely clear, and the PEACE was unlike anything that I had ever felt.

 

The Ones whose home I was in were beginning to awaken. I could feel that their minds were completely in the present moment. It didn’t seem like there was a schedule for the day, or a job to go to. Everything was done very naturally and organically. Some how I knew that there was no government or laws to adhere to, because when you are awakened, there is no need for them.

 

I was transfixed by the view out the window. It was like I wanted to memorize everything. I wanted to remember how it looked and felt. As it got brighter outside, I hoped to see other buildings, homes and people . . . but I didn’t . . . but I knew they were out there somewhere. I was spellbound by the incredible beauty. It was like I was looking at Shangri-La laid out in front of me.

 

Once the other ones were fully awake and moving about, they became aware of my concerns. I didn’t know who I was, how I had gotten there, and I had to admit that I was a little bit embarrassed, since I felt like I was intruding on their space. Intrusion was not something that they understood at all. It appeared that they were not waiting for me to arrive, but yet they were completely open to the fact that I had. They simply took care of me like I had been there all along. There was an unconditional love between them that did not need to be discussed, analyzed, or understood. It was simply taken as a fact of life. It was a like breathing to them.

 

It was the lack of planning, or thinking about the future, that really blew me away. It made me realize that every time we are out in the future that it is actually a form of fear. Also, there were no patterns or mechanistic behaviors . . . like having a habitual breakfast for instance. I began to realize that all patterns are based in memory, and memory did not survive here; not the kind of memory that we are used to that is.

 

As I thought of questions in my mind, I got the answers telepathically from the others. I learned quickly that there was no need for a monetary system, since they all knew how to manifest anything and everything that they needed in each moment. I knew that I would learn to do this. Again, this was their telepathy reassuring my concerns.

 

I looked around the room that I was in, and I saw what appeared to be a bookshelf. I went over to look at what was there. I recognized a book on Mayan Cosmology and teachings of the Solar Races. My caretakers were quite excited at the fact that I actually understood what this was. I said “OH YES”, and opened up the book and explained things to them that they already knew. Yep, it was an embarrassing moment to think that I knew something that they did not. They felt happy, and they seemed to relax now that I knew about something that they did. This knowledge created a bridge between these peaceful beings and myself. They said it was my constant.

 

Looking back on this part of the dream, I now realize that this is one of the truths that the Star Elders said would pass through shifts of ages. This is one of the truths that I would recognize of course because of my years and years of paying attention to Maya cosmology, and spending so much time in the areas where solar races were anchored (Maya, Inca, Egyptian etc…). The teachings of the Solar Races, and what we might call Mayan Astrology, were my constant. These truths acted as a bridge between the old world that I just left and the new world that I had just arrived in. My constant gave me safe foothold into the new world.

 

Then without speaking out loud, the ones in this house, my caretakers, shared with me that each person would have their own unique constant. This constant would be a truth that was alive inside of them. It would be the same truth in both worlds . . . the world that they had left and the world that they had just entered. They may not know that they have this truth, but they assured me that everyone does. Most of the time, this constant is something that we take for granted. This constant acts as a landing spot, an anchor and an orientation point for entering this next age. We will each have our orientation point . . . our constant. I noticed once I understood this that I did not feel uncomfortable anymore and that I had an incredible sense of peace . . . present peace. What little memory I retained from the old world was fading very quickly.

 

Then my mind went to my partner, Raphael, and my loved ones and extended family. Immediately my caretakers told me that we would never be separated, because we had love and a constant truth between us. The sun was fully up by now. It was a new SUN in a new world. I could feel that I was becoming excited by the idea of exploring this new beautiful world that I just entered. I knew I would find my dear Raphael, and the ones I hold so dear in my heart. The house, my landing pad so to speak, was feeling more like a cocoon of which I was emerging, rather than a house. As I headed for the door to embark on my exhilarating new exploration, I woke up.

 

When I woke up (at least I think I did), I woke up in my own bedroom here in Sedona, Arizona. For a few moments I still did not know where I was, who I was, or how I had gotten there . . . But I I had a deep feeling that I would be okay. But I have to admit, it still felt very, very strange. My little dog Bella jumped up on the bed and gave me a kiss and anchored me. I knew where I was. I was back home.

 

As soon as I was oriented back in this world, I shared the dream with my partner Raphael. I cannot tell you how incredibly different this dream was from the usual wild stuff I dream about. I wanted to speak it out loud so I would not forget it. It was so lucid that it really felt real. I mean really real. Then I remembered that I had just shared the dream about the shifting, and the green star that I had nearly 20 years earlier. I thought it was synchronistic that I would then dream about the experience of how the new world would actually feel like when we got there.

 

After a couple days, the dream became clearer to me. I realized that there are no bags to pack, no money or food to hoard, no preparations to be made for the coming shift. The shift will come when we least expect it. It will be upon us without even a nano second to look back at what we are leaving behind. The only thing we take with us is our truth, and the love we hold in our hearts for our brothers and sisters.

 

So my friends, my advice to you is this . . . Love your family and friends fiercely, and hold passionately to the truth that you have inside of you. And remember . . . when you get to the other side, it is going to be okay, and there is someone there waiting to take care of you. I just hope they still have chocolate

 

Aluna Joy Yaxk’in is an internationally known author, spiritual life coach, sacred site guide, alternative historian, ordained minister and modern mystic who inspires and encourages others to recognize and accept their own authentic divinity and connection to God. Aluna Joy Yaxk’in, PO Box 1988, Sedona AZ 86339 Ph: 928-282-6292 Webpage: www.AlunaJoy.com E-mail: alunajoy@alunajoy.com

 

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Caroline Myss: January 2009

Welcome Back America

The world will indeed watch as Barack Obama is sworn into office on January 20, 2009, and not just because he is the first African American President, but because he represents the return of the American soul. Obama’s rock star charisma animated a wave of hope and electric patriotism the likes of which this nation had not known for years. Under the Bush administration, patriotism morphed into political fear and hostile sentiment against fellow Americans as well as foreign nations, a deliberately devised plan of divide and stay divided that came directly from the Rove camp. But as we leave behind an administration of defined by war, economic collapse, environmental catastrophes, and constitutional abuses, we must ask ourselves if the philosophy of closing the door on endless disasters and innumerable crimes for the sake of moving forward is the wise path. Do we just close our eyes on eight years of war crimes, torture, and a myriad of other constitutional abuses? Or, to put this question another way, are we or are we not a nation governed by law? And, in addition to investigating matters regarding the rule of law, how shall we learn from our past if we decide not to look into our past? As someone who has dealt in matters of healing for more than two decades, I know for a fact that when a human being becomes ill, healing necessitates a thorough investigation into what choices an individual made in the past that caused him or her to fall out of alignment with a core Sacred Contract. Those choices need to be reviewed lest that individual continue to repeat those same patterns because history shows people do continue to repeat the errors from the past unless they consciously learn from their mistakes – ergo, the great adage, “A person who does not learn from the past is destined to repeat it.”

America is many things but it is not a nation with a wisdom tradition – but it needs to become one and soon. It needs to become a wiser nation that is capable of introspective politics with a deep regard for its philosophical and spiritual roots. It needs to return to a respect for high principles and considerations of the generations to follow and not just on behalf of who is going to shoulder the enormous debt created by the carelessness of the Congress and Senate under the Bush administration.

We were founded by philosophers and political mystics, men who held high dreams about what the human spirit deserved in terms of right government. America was born to be an experiment in the rights of the spirit as best as could be incarnated by men who could see the potential if successful for the benefit of all humanity. And certainly they could see their own hypocrisy as slave owners in love with freedom, but it was a beginning, a first step in an era of consciousness that was filled with slaves, serfs, indentured servants, and over-stuffed monarchs. Theirs was a bold choice – a very bold and daring choice – that began a course of democracy that changed the world and came to represent a quality of individual freedom unknown on the entire earth prior to Jefferson scripting the Declaration of Independence and later as so many of these Founding visionaries created the American Bill of Rights. Freedom for these early Americans meant freedom to speak out, to think, to learn, to go where they wanted to go, to practice their religion of choice, to own land and grow their own food, to create their own occupations, and to challenge their government should it fall into moral decay. These are the greatest freedoms in life. These are freedoms worth protecting at all costs. They did not start their America – this America – for the right to invade another nation. In fact, they wanted nothing to do with war unless to defend the nation. Thus invasion was considered against the values of this nation. And invasion for the sake of furthering high end economic lifestyles would have been viewed by these legendary figures as a crime fostered by an imperialist culture, not a rebel state set on a course of individual freedom.

During these past eight years, America strayed from its Sacred Contract, plunging into the abyss of a single-minded shadow vision that has resulted in this nation tumbling into its decline. It’s not that this nation is inexperienced with crises. It’s been through a civil war and a bloody one at that. Most people don’t realize how soon into its creation as a nation that America experienced this violent earthquake of its vision and that had the Civil War succeeded in breaking apart this nation, the great founding vision of democracy would have evaporated from the face of this earth. But America made it through that crisis under the moral and spiritual guidance of Abraham Lincoln, whose spirit held the union together with an almost mystical power of will and determination. He was a man who knew he had a destiny, a man with the soul of a poet, a visionary, and a mystic who was passionately in love with America and its founding vision of democracy.

Many other difficulties followed the Civil War and certainly many sins, such as the way the Americans of the time stole the land of the Native American people. This is not a nation without blood on its own hands. The great irony of America is and always will be its Sacred Contract to set a course for freedom while having been born as a slave nation that continued to enslave so many of its own people well into the 20th century before granting them full civil rights. America is a nation of numerous contradictions, its history of slavery to freedom being among the deepest.

America is no stranger to great wealth or to the sudden loss of it. This nation tumbled into a Great Depression eighty-years-ago. As all Americans know, October, 1929, is noted as the beginning of the Great Depression. The Great Depression woke up the American spirit in that the isolated location of America permitted many Americans to live in the illusion that the problems that plagued the “other” people of the world could not possibly make it across the Atlantic or the Pacific – certainly not a wave of national poverty. But the market did collapse and just like that.

As I teach my students, always look to the archetypal realm for coordinates that give you an indication of what the collective soul of a nation is feeling. Shortly after the stock market crumbled, the social language of the day noted in newspapers and on the radio that America was, “financially crippled”. Crippled – that’s how Americans described themselves in the 1930’s. In keeping with the psychic nature of epidemics, and epidemics tend to emerge out of a traumatized social event or catastrophe, the polio epidemic struck in the 1930’s, crippling children around the country. Indeed, America was now completely crippled, from its tribal chakra through to its spiritual crown.

A president was elected during the 1930’s who also a victim of polio – FDR. He was exactly what the collective soul of America needed, a leader who knew what they were going through in terms of being psychically crippled, and yet he was a man of wisdom and strength. Many Americans were not aware that their president had polio, given the absence of television and snoopy, disrespectful reporters. The few reporters who did know honored his request to keep his condition private was fairly well respected. Toward the end of the 1930’s, it was apparent that America could no longer remain isolated from the climate of war that was brewing around the war. Certainly America was already in a warlike relationship with Japan. But war was also a way to unite a shatter and broken people who had become disconnected from the powerful Sacred Contract of their nation. And a worthy and honorable cause can lift the national pride of a nation and unite its people like nothing else. All Sacred Contracts – yours as well as a nation’s – requires “rebooting”, or constant nourishment from its citizens. A loss of faith in a nation depletes or de-animates a Sacred Contract in the same way that a loss of faith in your life de-animates your own Sacred Contract, resulting in an inability to connect with hope and optimism. A person can tell you to be hopeful and to think positive, but it is impossible to feel hope and to feel positive. That was the psychic climate of America in the 1930’s, with its breadlines and high unemployment.

But then America entered World War II and its golden years began. The Allies were desperate for the weaponry that America could so easily and safely manufacture and manufacture it did: weaponry, planes, tanks, ships, uniforms – twenty-four hours a day. America was alive again and thriving. By the end of the war, America was economically, “back on its feet again”, as all the economists and journalists of the day noted. Not surprising then that by the 1950’s, Jonah Salk discovered the vaccine for polio – America was more than ready to not only shed its epidemic consciousness but make an evolutionary leap in consciousness to the “Self and Wealth” generation.

Enter our generation: We are the “self and wealth” generation. We are the adults and children of Self-awareness literature, rapidly self made and inherited wealth, which is our blessing and our curse. We grew up with more abundance than did our parents and thus we grew up with a sense (cents) of entitlement. We grew up in an America that was on the rise, sky-rocketing on world good will as a result of World War II and abundance like it had never known. There was nothing we could not do or attain or get – absolutely nothing. We could even lasso the moon if we wanted it – and in fact, under President John F. Kennedy, we did just that. Though the possible threat of a nuclear war with the Soviet Union loomed somewhere in the background….that threat was way in the background, drowned out by the sound of the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, and the Beach Boys.

Then came the Vietnam War and a first crack in the bubble of post World War II patriotism. From an archetypal perspective, the antiwar protests represented far more than the war protestors, students, and “intellectual liberals” taking to the streets challenging the right of a nation to force its youth to fight in a war. Symbolically the antiwar protests represented a profound shift in the balance of power within the archetypal structure of the nation itself. Warriors go to war when the tribe calls upon them. That’s the code of the tribe. The anti-Vietnam war protestors broke through an archetypal pattern within this nation’s psychic field, one that unfortunately took its toll on the soldiers who fought in that war. Consider that the theme of the 1960’s was the “birth of the Self” and indeed the Self went through birth canals in every possible manifestation: sexual, religious, political, drugs, civil rights, women’s rights, emotional rights. It would make sense from an “archetypal birthing” perspective that the “Self” would also experience a difficult birth through the canal of, “the Self versus the archetype of tribal warfare.”

The 1960’s carried the archetypal theme of birthing the voice of the Self and that voice of the Self made its way through every door and passageway that had previously been controlled by group-thought forms or the social mind. Returning soldiers became the targets of the emerging Self as they represented “blind trust” in a tribal cause, pitted against the awakening of individual consciousness. Thus, the two extremes roles that the anti-war protestor and soldier served, both of whom were archetypal heroes to the birthing of a new era of consciousness, if a person could but see that clearly. Today this same polarity exists only the silent one is the anti-war protestor who has gone into silence lest the protests against the war be viewed as anti-patriotic. The Bush administration successfully managed to make the right to protest antipatriotic, never mind the issue one was protesting. Just protesting alone is sufficient to be declared antipatriotic; thus, blind faith in the government’s policies successfully replaced faith in the principles of the nation under the Bush administration. Clever, that. But even with all the feigned patriotism for the American soldier serving in this accidental war – which is what Bush now calls it – an “oops, if I’d just be given better information, why all those people wouldn’t be dead right now and Iraq wouldn’t be destroyed and American would be broke…but, oh well,” – our soldiers are completely neglected when they arrive home – thanks to the policies of G W Bush. Check out Walter Reed Hospital, for some eye-opening fun facts on how American vets are given care post Iraq…that is, if you have the stomach for these types of facts. Gotta love that dress-up patriot of an almost EX-president who managed never to serve in a real war, right?

Now, I promised you that we would head into positive information but actually I consider all of this positive. I consider any information that I learn something from as positive, especially if it opens my eyes. That Americans only want good news and information that makes them happy speaks about their absence of realism and that’s not the way I write. And it’s not the way I live. So, before we get to the positive consequences of this derailment, we must first review how this happened to us because if we don’t learn from the choices we made, we will make them again and again and again.

If you came to me for a reading because you were in a health or a life crisis, I would immediately review your Sacred Contract and then I would evaluate your physical crisis as all problems begin in the realm of your patterns of power. These first become dysfunctional and those dysfunctional patterns, in turn, supply energy to your mental, emotional, and physical conditions. Based upon the law that the microcosm reflects the macrocosm, this same dynamic holds true, thus the archetypal patterns of the Sacred Contract of America contain patterns of power that reflect the governing purpose of this nation. Let me say immediately that by no means does America’s Sacred Contract position it as a superior nation or one that is incapable of enormous acts of aggression in this world. No Sacred Contract is a document of superiority or privilege. Rather a Sacred Contract is a cosmic pattern of potential and opportunity unique to a person or a nation. How an individual or the people of each nation unfold that Contract depends upon how conscious they choose to be about their lives or their government. A nation can fall into great darkness, as Germany did under Hitler and the Nazi regime, and then exorcize those demons to return to rebuild a nation anew. But evil can possess a nation or a people, it can take hold of a group of individuals and wreck havoc within a country for a period of time, as in Darfur. People are mass murdered and human rights are violated constantly on this planet and we must ask ourselves each day, “What is the reason for becoming conscious if not to become aware of the power of light over darkness, both within ourselves and outside of ourselves?” And then, “What is our responsibility as individuals to respond to the darkness in the collective? If not you, then who? Who should have responded to the Nazis when they came for the Jews? And when the Nazis came for the gypsies and the homosexuals and the intellectuals who challenged the rise of fascism? And when other evil leaders such as Stalin initiated his purges and murdered thirty million of his own countrymen and women – who should have stood against that? Whose responsibility is Darfur? These are not small questions but they are questions that must be reflected upon by every human being who sets his or her foot upon the path of becoming a conscious human being because at some point the reason for becoming conscious ceases to be about you and it becomes about others. You become a conscious person in order to become an agent of profound change for others, not just for yourself. In that choice, you discover the real meaning of your highest potential.

So, back to America and to what is happening to us now and where we go from here. The inauguration of Barack Obama represents far more than the historic swearing in of America’s first African American president. It represents a shift in the compass of power of America as it enters the global era, leaving behind America’s century of wealth and military domination. The days of international cooperation and diplomacy have begun with crises on every front. And in addition to that, we need to rediscover ourselves economically. The days of manufacturing cars and electronic goods and exporting them offer but dim possibilities of high returns.

As we look at the economic future of our country, here we must once again refer to the archetypes of our nation, for what exactly built the economic backbone of this nation and what exactly destroyed it? Listening to the experts blather their way through this situation by demanding huge piles of money with no accountability, I cannot but think, “This is a solution? Isn’t this the type of economic behavior that got us into this mess?” And that’s exactly it – America morphed its creative instincts during the decades of Self and Wealth to produce renegade archetypes that have done far more harm than good. The “financial engineer” and the “legal engineer” archetypes emerged during these past thirty or forty years to earn great status in our country and they have done far more harm than good. Engineering the law in order to out maneuver the law in a nation that has long relied upon the good governance of the law to maintain order is the highest risk to the balance of this republic – but that is exactly what America has done. Among the worst criminals in these actions have been our own Congress and Senate who have allowed the laws of this land to be twisted and even broken in order to serve the paranoia of the Bush administration. And in setting the tone to disregarding the laws from the top down, permission was given to act as a free for all in unrestricted greed as the focus of this government shifted from the interests of the country to the interests of the corporations.

Financial engineering brought down Enron along with other companies and now it has brought down the real estate and banking systems, thanks to subprime mortgages. The Congress and Senate are not filled with that many foolish and stupid people that they did not see this coming; but they are filled with self-serving people who were held hostage by Bush/Cheney fear tactics and the interests of lobbyists. So where does that leave us as we look to rebuild this nation?

Well, I promised you good news, so let’s get to it. If healing is the target, than crisis is the bow and a bow is but the device to transfer energy. America needed to wake up. It needed to break out from the dark spell of fear from the Bush administration and reconnect to the soul of America, a soul that is fundamentally one of service and humanitarian interests. Toward that end, among America’s most powerful archetypes are the Pioneer, the Visionary, and the Entrepreneur. We are standing at a crossroads of history, between eras. We are living at the close of the fossil fuel era and the need to break into the era of energy. Already we are a species whose lines of communication are all energetic. While I was doing a workshop in Santa Domingo last year, I had several conversations with a few businessmen who own the largest wheat plantations in Guatemala and Venezuela. They were in the midst of shifting their wheat fields from growing wheat to raising corn for ethanol, as they felt the future was in alternative fuels. The problem for them was that they were the leading manufacturers of flour for these countries and they owned all the bakeries as well. They could see that their decisions would have major consequences in terms of creating a shortage of food in these countries but they were willing to allow that shortage to happen because of the personal profit they would make. They saw this as a decision essential to the times.

Food shortages have always existed but they are rapidly increasing. Food is something that America has always been good at producing, especially wheat, corn, soy beans, and other grains. Why can’t America pioneer ways to become the ecological breadbasket of the planet? Why can’t America turn to its land and become masterfully productive at finding alternative ways to produce food for exportation? If we can’t produce equipment, why can’t we grow food? Surely there must be ways to utilize the creativity of the land industry that could convert to massive exports. Anything is better than printing dollars and pouring them into black holes with blank-faced experts who have no idea where billions of dollars have gone. Surely Americans are capable of creating ways of responding to the needs of this world rather than becoming dependent and fearful, returning to the days of the Great Depression. The fact that we are on the verge of a new era already says that the inspiration abounds for those who are ready and able to make bold choices. Granted, the majority of us are not farmers, but we do not have to be farmers to think creatively.

America needs to move forward now and not think of returning to the era of “self and wealth”. The American dream needs to be redefined, not as the right to financially engineer one’s way through something, but as the right to create a new livelihood and the obligation to take care of our freedom. And Americans can do this. We can envision this nation as an ecological wonderland, a place where we can create the energetic technology that is needed to feed and fuel the here and now of humanity. We are a people who have “service” in our bones and in our blood. Entrepreneurial enterprises can emerge out of the disintegration of this economy as we release the old, gird our loins, and envision ourselves as “re-energized” in our psyche and souls. These past years have de-energized our spirits. War does that, as does years of living under the politics of fear and being fed endless lies by an administration that decayed in national and international respect years ago. A people need to respect its leadership. In voting in Barack Obama, we voted to return to the Sacred Contract of America because this man represents the rule of law. He is a Professor of Constitutional Law, a man who respects the Bill of Rights and the fundamental principles upon which this nation was built. This election was a turning point for us and many recognized that as we looked upon the two candidates, a former POW whose language was filled with battle cries and wounds versus a man who promised a hope and a new America. We chose well. We chose the spirit of America over the illusion of the power of America. We chose the real power of America. Well done us.

It is my belief that America is at its most fragile time and in that fragility, it holds the potential of a new birth. For all that a new President can bring to a nation, still its recovery is in our hands and in our hearts and spirit. The well being of America is in our hands and it is up to us to reach into our own Sacred Contracts and reach for the soul path of our lives. Go for your how highest potential. If not now, then when? America is in its cocoon waiting to see if it will make it to the stage of a healthy butterfly. So many Americans have the idea, “Oh, America will rise again. America will get back on its feet again.” It’s great to have that type of faith in America but these are different times than those that have gone before and America now needs to take its place as an equal at the world table of leaders and not as the “leader of the free world.” As a result of these past eight years, we have lost the high moral ground we once held and perhaps it’s not a bad thing for this nation to stand on equal footing with the rest of the nations, given that we all share this one planet. In fact, perhaps it’s a great blessing in disguise. We have entered the era of global equality, not global domination. If we learn nothing else from the past eight years of the Bush/Cheney folly, we must learn that invading to get what we want based upon contrived reasons and “misinformation” is itself a moral crime against the people of this nation as well as the rest of the world. And no people should ever tolerate years of being lied to by their own government, much less knowing that they are being lied to on a daily basis and looking the other way and calling that silence “patriotism”.

As Americans, we cannot afford to ever believe again that bad things cannot happen in this nation or that America is protected from ever having a dark or self-serving administration. It is not. We can enter into cycles of darkness and downward economic times – indeed, we are in just such a cycle. Your neighbors can lose their homes and it is possible even for you to lose your job. America and Americans are not protected from the business of life – and somehow we had gotten to the point of entitlement in which we thought we were. We believed that we could even buy whatever we wanted, whether or not we had the money. We had taken the American dream to the level of the American fantasy – no wonder it crashed and burned.

But America’s Sacred Contract remains intact, ever present. And the enthusiasm with which the American people responded to Barack Obama and his message of hope, anti-torture, ending the war, and realism about the fact that we will need to sacrifice to make it through the years ahead but – Yes We Can make it – tells me that the spiritual grace from this nation’s Contract is once again animated and on the mend. Americans should rally in their hearts, even if right now you are going through a time of difficult change. Think of America’s Sacred Contract and reflect upon creating something with the future in mind or being a part of something of service. This is the grace through which we will rebuild this great nation and with this grace, America will indeed be great once again but great in spirit, as it was once envisioned by those who first saw its potential.

Welcome back America and may God bless and watch over President Barack Obama and his family.

Caroline Myss

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