The OBC caravan departed yesterday morning under bright cold skies, and after six hours on the road, one pause mid-way, we arrived at destination #1 right on schedule, which is to say, well before dark. In other words, around 3:30 PM. Is it me, or does dusk seem to be coming extra early this November? And I don’t mean metaphorically.
(Note the dotted yellow line and six green Xs.)
I screen-shotted the predictive map above on Tuesday morning, i.e. election day here in the US, a mere four days ago. All the beige states turned red or blue, and a clear winner emerged. For that fact alone, I am relieved. Who needs another “hanging chad” drama, let alone J6?
Whether one feels upset and concerned, or pleased and overjoyed, or simply ho-hum (such people do exist) regarding the election results, everyone now has the opportunity to make another choice.
We can decide how to approach the coming days, weeks, and months of our wild and precious lives.
I choose kindness. Beauty and wonder. Conscious creativity. A deepening connection with my soul, my higher purpose, nature and the earth. And I choose loving service, freely given, as best and often as I can. Service in joy to my fellow travelers, human and non-human.
We write the story. May all beings be happy.
🙏🏼🦉🌵OBC
One Bold Crone 