Horse Sense for the 21st Century and the Blue Moon

The   last night of 2009 exited with a blue moon in the sky.  A rare and utterly potent site to ponder as the first day of  2010 prepared to emerge.  

A good friend and astrologer commented recently that during the month of December 
 all the surrounding planets and energies signaled change...a real "take no prisoners" shake up.

She said "All secrets will be revealed, anything that is not in alignment for the highest good will be cast out and  that which lingers in the unconscious will be forced into visibility."

 For myself, all of the above rang true as I reflected on the past year, speculated about my relationships, went to work each day, watched the news and listened to others talk about what was happening in their world. 

January 2010 has arrived and with it the opportunity to create a vision for ‘what now’ and ‘what next.’ 

The challenges of this time in our lives call us forward and onto the pathways of peace and a correct way of living from the center of the heart.

We are required to shape-shift patterns of behavior that no longer serve into skillful, sustainable, life-honoring responses that offer peace, justice, healing, contribution, creativity, beauty, and love in our hearts expressed out into the world and for all our realtions.


 
Here is a story about peace that I was gifted by a shaman and I now carry in my daily meditations.



There once was a king who offered a prize to the artist who could paint the
best picture of peace.   Many artists tried.  The king looked at all the
pictures.  After much deliberation he was down to the last two.  He had to
choose between them.

One picture was a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror for the peaceful
mountains that towered around it.  Overhead fluffy white clouds floated in a
blue sky. Everyone who saw this picture said that it was the perfect picture
of peace.

The second picture had mountains too. 
These mountains were rugged and bare.
 Above was an angry sky from which rain fell. Lightening flashed. 
Down the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. 
This did not appear to be a peaceful place at all.

But when the king looked closely, he saw that behind the waterfall was a
tiny bush growing in the rock. Inside the bush, a mother bird had built her
nest. There in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on
her nest. The king chose this picture as the perfect  picture of peace.

The king chose it, "Because," he explained, "Peace is not only in a place
where there  is no noise, trouble or hard work.  Peace is in the midst of
things as they are, when there is calm in your heart. That is the real
meaning of peace."



May the Blue Moon rise again and may we take notice.