It Was the Best of Times and Worst of Times

There is a lot of discussion lately on The Great Reset at a government institutional level. There is an element of truth in this as there is in all things. Last year the transition from The Age of Pisces to The Age of Aquarius began. Now, here in our physical form in a world of instant gratification we assume this will be instantaneous however, this is not the case. It is a rather long process so we are in what is called the dawn and the transition will actually take 200-300 years according to sources familiar with this subject. To be fair, as much as I try to follow astrology, it is a rather heady topic I am still trying to wrap my brain around. It did get me thinking of Charles Dickens and the quote in his book, A Tale of Two Cities:

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.”

Doesn’t that sound familiar? Last year we witnessed a global shut down of society due to a pandemic and it doesn’t look like it will open up soon. It was the worst of times. Yet, within a pandemic that inspired fear most found their humanity. It was the best of times. In our great scientific age we believed in finding a way to combat, not end, combat, the pandemic. Scientists around the globe worked together to find a vaccine that would bring the pandemic into check. It was the age of wisdom. Yet, it seemed to us the world leaders intended to instill and inspire fear. Big Pharma jumped on board and companies competed to get a vaccine on the market, even, it seems, at the risk of proper testing. It was the age of foolishness. To start, we wanted to believe that our best interests were being watched out for. Isn’t that what our leaders are for? It was the epoch of belief. As restrictions and mandates were put into place about wearing masks, self-isolation, businesses and schools being opened and closed, misinformation swirled around everywhere and we didn’t know what to believe anymore. It was the epoch of incredulity. For those of us aware of the universal energy shift, we were aware old systems are being broken down to bring in a new age of a higher vibrational energy. We pulled together to stand in the higher energy of unconditional love and push back the lower energy of fear. Lightworkers united across the globe via the internet. It was the season of light. However, the self-isolation and travel restrictions challenged even those who understood the larger purpose even from their limited human experience. If those of us working together to raise the vibration of the earth and humanity were struggling to stand in their truth with love and light, how could we possibly expect the rest of humanity to do so? It was the season of darkness. It was in our challenges we found ways to overcome the obstacles of isolation and travel restrictions. Communities were built on line and ways were found to support each other and raise each other up. It was the spring of hope. Sadly, we also face a mental health crisis on an unprecedented scale that far outweighs the concerns of the pandemic. We have reached a tipping point in society where people have realized, especially seniors and those at high risk, they would rather die of the pandemic than of loneliness. It was the winter of despair.

I guess there are no immediate answers to where we are at now. Charles Dickens wrote, A Tale of Two Cities, in 1842 and it was the best of times and the worst of times. I have to wonder if we moved through that or are we experiencing a continuation of that time? Regardless, it is hopeful and inspiring to think that 179 years later we are still forging ahead. Is this not a testament to the human spirit to continue? In our pursuit to understand our life, our purpose, our existence, we would like to believe and romanticize times past. We want to believe it used to be better however, through studying history, literature, music, and other art forms we come to understand that we experience the march of humanity no different than those who went before us. Knowledge, technology, and understandings may create the appearance ours is a different existence but, strip away all that and we find our challenges remain much the same. The most important understanding we can have is that we can control no one else but ourselves. Our biggest and most important challenge remains to choose love over fear and to be light. The only way through, is forward and if we can’t be light in the darkness to see our way, and hopefully lead others, than we will remain in the winter of despair.

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