You’re a mammal before a man.

As soon as I open my eyes in the morning I find myself giving thanks. I come into the waking world with deep gratitude for the luxury I find myself surrounded by. My loving partner, a home, a home with electricity at that, running water, and a purpose so clear it makes my bones ache.

I bring my guides into my awareness, and the energy of the Earth itself, and I set the intention for all of my actions to align with the frequency of The New Earth.

The ‘New’ Earth. Sounds cheesy right?

You might have heard these musings around the internet if your algorithm is tuned to all things intuitive, occult, and cosmic. The corners of the internet where metaphysics meets the mystical. Where the wild things are… things like me.

The message straddles the line between prophecy and hopium. Things like a ‘shift’ has happened, a tide has turned, or an activation has been completed. If you roll your eyes at these, I completely understand. In fact I don’t blame you Sometimes it sounds too good to be true.

Could things really shift for the better? Could we be moving out of a time of immense hardship into a beautiful new reality for ourselves and all beings? Can the loss and destruction give way to something so immensely aligned everything conspires to bring it about?

I believe so. I believe it’s inevitable in fact.

Because I chose this path. I chose to align myself with the reality of liberation for myself and all beings. And if you’re seeing this, I highly suspect consciously or unconsciously you have also chosen this timeline.

This is not to say that this is an easy timeline to step into, but there is nothing more noble than choosing a reality that builds security and sovereignty for yourself and others.

This timeline requires different skills than the one you’ve just shifted out of. The New Earth cares not for your job title, how much money you have, or even your level of education. It cares only for your compassion, courageousness, and commitment to the present moment, over and over again. Choosing not to harden, not to numb, and not to ignore the horror and beauty of being alive.

There is no hierarchy when it comes to the soil. The birds are not above the bees, the mushrooms care not for dominance over the bacteria, the wolf is not better than the fox. They are all apart of the large undying, unending, ever serving process of life on our beautiful planet.

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I’d like to share a poem with you called Wild Geese by Mary Oliver.

“You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain

are moving across the landscapes,

over the prairies and the deep trees,

the mountains and the rivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,

are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,

the world offers itself to your imagination,

calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --

over and over announcing your place

in the family of things.”

This is an invitation to forget your place in society and remember your part in nature. You’re a mammal. And if you’ve forgotten that, I’d like to invite you into a space where we can tend to the soft animal of your body. Let’s be mammals together.

I’ll be here when you’re ready.