"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today
to get through this thing called life."
I would never have considered myself a huge Prince fan. Of course I knew of him for as long as I can remember. I liked the music of his that I knew. I had nothing against him. He just wasn't as present in my Walkman as Whitney Houston, Garth Brooks, Trisha Yearwood, or TLC. So I would not have expected to have been so affected by his passing. But I think when a true icon dies, the planet shakes and the light dims. It is in these times that we are all asked to rise up and shine a little brighter to make up for the light we lost.
My dear friend and the Qoya resident astrologer Virginia Rosenberg said in a recent forecast "...regardless of what tragedies may occur, regardless of a sense of inefficacy or meaninglessness that may linger in these times, we cannot succumb to hopelessness. Now, more than ever, we must take the reigns and own our ability to shine courageous light into this world."
Feeling the unsteadiness of the earth in which I tread and the lack of clarity in the path I walk, I am aware that hopelessness is an option. But it is not an option I am willing to take. I have been held up time and again by the love and support of the collective. So how could I choose hopelessness when (after everything) I am still here? I have learned that I do not have to feel like my strongest self to still be useful. I do not have to be confident in my efficacy to still make a difference. I just need to show up, take one step at a time, and to trust that what I truly need in order to keep going will present itself.
One step at a time... we gather, we dance, we witness, and we are seen.