Coronavirus Blues

Such strange times…a collective drama that apparently needs to be processed individually. It feels like we are misbehaving children that have been sent to our rooms to “think about what we’ve done,” to face our deepest fears, or at least to finally recognize the common denominator of humanity…that we are all cells in the same body of consciousness.  Kind of like, Borg- 3 of 5. (sorry) And yes, resistance is futile.  We are going to be in a time out until we get it. 

It’s time to go within and clean out the cobwebs.  Remembering that what we process individually, we process for the whole. What we grieve individually, we grieve for the whole. And when our heart finally opens, it opens to everyone and for everyone. 
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Live long, and prosper.​

Janet