Hi SOUL Hi! Lovianhal!
How you? I’m glad you’re here. I’m here too! I love you.
And We’re Back. How was your break? Mine was quiet. Almost too quiet. And I’m now beginning to understand why that is…
We made it to a new year and a new month and some new assignments to process 10 days in.
Hunny. 2025 is coming in hot. Literally. And it’s not even the fires and devastation in Los Angeles that I’m speaking of– even though these devastations are top of mind for me. Fren frens of mine have been evacuated from their neighborhoods. Some have literally lost all of their earthly possessions, including their homes– that, sometimes like pictures and family heirlooms are not replaceable–even if you have the means and the insurance company integrity to get a new one. The fact that some of my frens in LA are back at work today– as though half of Los Angeles hasn’t exploded into cinders is…it’s nasty work. All hands ought on deck right now…
There’s a part of me that is struggling around business as usual to produce a talk show 3,000 miles away from where my frens and fellow humans are experiencing such tragic loss. I grapple with what’s mine to do besides bear witness. Beyond holding the space. Beyond mourning deep losses with them. And then there’s a part of me that is being called to dig deeper into my wholeness and find, excavate, brush off and embody ever more of my POWER.
And how in the entire farck do I do such a thing when the world we know is crumbling before our eyes. Literally burning. The duct tape and glue and posted notes that have been holding this thing together is burning right along with it–exposing the gaping holes and wounds of a system that has always been trifling. That was formed by, from and for pain. That is based on the ideology of conquer and kill. That is the embodiment of “childish things” First Corinthians muses about.
I honestly don’t know how to feel about anything anymore. The question that keeps peering at me from the corner of my awareness is–
What if we loved?
The spiritual master part of me understands this question. The spiritual student keeps wanting to ask — but how? How do we love people who want our annihilation? How do we love systems that contribute to the destruction of the planet? How do we love fires that burn down the homes of innocents? How do we love even those corporations who set this whole mess into motion?
Where is our power in all of this? Do we have any? And if we do, how do we use it in times such as these– weeks before Voldemort is sworn in to his second term of chaos and white supremacy?
What if we loved?
The question feels like humming into the winds that move the fires over more irreplicable bricks and concrete and wood beams that people of a certain pay grade must go through hell to rebuild.
What if we loved?
At the same time all of these big world events– fires in Accra. Fires in Panama. Fires in Puerto Rico. Fires that tourists set. Fires that destroy livelihoods. Fires that take things that can’t be returned…
I am reminded of James Baldwin’s book– The Fire Next Time. I am reminded of how often Octavia E. Butler’s Parable of the Sower has been mentioned in casual internet conversation as soothsaying. I’ve been pondering at length the fragility of safety, perceived success, livelihood–home. The fragility of having a HOME, housing in a society that doesn’t finding safe and secure housing to be a right for all citizens.
I am reminded of the conversation we had with the Rev. Maria Kliavkoff on TEMS where she described being “in the belly of the whale”. Having to sit in the understanding that we’re surrounded. That we’re in wait until a plan forms. That the way out of the whale (perhaps) (think Pinocchio) is by building a…fire.
Is that the answer really? Let this whole thing burn? Light a match a sing songs?
I do not know, honestly. I do know that as spiritual practitioners we are being called to be more. To do more. To embody our POWER… in this case Peace Opens Worlds Eternally Remembered.
Much to discuss tonight on our very first class back from break.
Tonight’s Starfolk University staff:
Dr. Phil Roundtree– Dean of Societal Mental Health Awareness
Eric Nixon– Dean of Fellowship + Change
Rhonda Wildflower the Astrologer– Dean of Astrological Arts
Daoud Mohteghi, ALSP–Dean of Christian Mysticism and Counseling
Bunmi Moses, ALSP- Dean of Brilliance, Luminosity and the Shamanic Arts
Of course, Jordan is in the WuWu Metaphysical Studio with me, so Join us tonight 7-10p on WURD! Bring a journal, pen and 3 frens…
#starfolku #starpeopleish #comegetfree
“Sometimes the darkest challenges, the most difficult lessons, hold the greatest gems of light.”
-Barbara Marciniak
You can listen live with this link and/or on the WURD App. We ARE Live on the FB Live OR Twitch too tonight!
Per usual, in EVERY single thing we do, the intention is transformation. And well moisturized legs.
Pssst! This month our #shiftprompt is:
The Art BEing POWER
Acronym:
Peace
Opens
Worlds
Eternally
Remembered
(It’s true POWER destiny)
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The WuWu Metaphysical studio begins Friday night at 7p EST on WURD 96.1FM Philly + The FB LIVE (worldwide). See you then yes? Oh! Bring a journal, a pen and 3 frens! WuWu is best done together. 🙂 #comegetfree
Lovianhal,
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