(Saturn settles in Pisces. Jupiter meets Chiron. An ending. A beginning.)

What if something happens? Who will take care of me?

This anxious question, more a statement of the unhealed inner child-nervous system, rules over the majority of people you see and meet on a day-to-day basis.

Its roots in the human psyche run deep, creating a clamp on free expression, free movement, and swaraj (Self-rule).

This insidious thought traces almost entirely to the breakdown of community in modern society, particularly the aspect of a transaction-based economy that puts productivity and hyper independence at the center of 90+% of human affairs

Nature designed us to be born into villages, where multiple stakeholders have concern and responsibility for our welfare. If one member goes down, another, without blinking an eye, steps in to make sure that person is taken care of.

What if something happens? Who will take care of me?

The rigid structures of society are beginning to falter. Things will start to happen. People will, by in large, seek to preserve their own life and become dangerous in the process. It is a needed exhale of much that has been repressed.

The bodhisattva has been doing her homework all these years, preparing for this time. Resolving deep-seated emotional issues and trauma, disentangling from generational family wounds, and ever so slowly, opening the third eye — the diamond eye — located in the middle of the forehead that sees clearly through the maze of ignorance and deception.

She has found an inner well of connection. She has come into contact with subtle laws of nature. She knows that every need brings what is needed to the true of heart. She implores the help of earth angels, ancestors, and other subtle presences.

The slightly-more-than-seasoned bodhisattva may still carry the anxiety, it may still “bite” from time-to-time, but it does not rule her mind. She observes it, and carries out the mission of her heart.

She knows she is OK now, and will be OK. Nobody needs to take care of her. Further, she sees the future as the ultimately kind will of nature, even if that means mass chaos, and the Pyramids of Giza being flung across the sky during a polar shift.

Death means very little to her. She is her to learn. To serve. To purify, and to leave this planet better than she found it, with dignity in hand. Like Yeshua, the bodhisattva is of this world but not in it.

How can you be? This is a dream world that the mind and daily onslaught of news makes real.

What matters is your heart and constantly adjusting yourself to move in its direction — no matter what.

As deadly serious as the time is, there is reason to celebrate and feel joy.

The turning of the tide is here and the portends great things, my friends.

Suggested Use: Have pen and paper ready. Read this post once. Then read again, a little more slowly. Pause. Reflect. Journal any connections or intentions that come to you. Come back a few days later, and read again. Repeat. Only take what resonates. Leave the rest behind, and kindly share if you feel another could be benefited.