L O S T

Don't lie.

We've all been there. The Loop. The Vicious Circle. The Stuck. The Rut.

Which only gets worse when you add to it:

The Lack of Sleep. The Over-Booked. The Over-Worked. The Under-Appreciated.

But-
in there is the sensation that something...is...happening.

We are tied with a popular T.V. series by the same name:

LOST

(which, btw, hasn't aired a new episode in the last two weeks. What the crap is that all about you spazoids? You can't leave us hanging like this! You're like some big network pusher denying us our fix. KNOCK IT OFF)

(i digress)

At first I thought it was just me...but then I noticed a trend. People have commented. I've overheard strangers on the bus, on the street, in crowds. Friends and family comment on their own lives- all over the world-and the message is the same:

There's a change in the wind.
The rains are coming.
Strange things are afoot

- at the Circle K and beyond, apparently. -

Moments of serendipity, strange occurances and dreams. Flags popping up- signs-everywhere. Even people who don't believe in signs are seeing them. Old friends from the past popping up with big news, also stuck in the flux. And we know they are signs, but we don't always know what they mean. And we know change is coming, but we don't know why. And we know...something...sort of...

Which is making even those of us with direction feel....Lost.

When I add it up all together, it almost seems like the whole universe is gearing up for a gigantic hiccup. The looming feeling of "the time is now" is followed by the terrifying "time for...what?"

And there's nothing to do but wait. As people all across the world sit there with the intense sensation of being on the brink...of...something. And what an intense and overwhelming feeling that can be.

I wonder how it will break. The bubble continues to grow, at some point it has to pop. I wonder if the whole world is gearing up for something as a colective, or if humanity itself is being forced back to its roots- when spirituality wasn't laughed at, or looked at as insanity. When people didn't have to whisper quietly to each other..."you feel it too? I thought it was just me."

In the meantime. We wait. We listen to our inner voices and try to trust ourselves.

Me? I write. Journals, blogs, songs...and even in the push and shove I try to just let myself feel what I feel. Write what I write. No judgement. As is.

And I listen. I listen very hard.

What do you hear?



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