There was a time when hearing people talk disparagingly about the shift in consciousness, I would be somewhat offended. I could not understand how one recoils at the suggestion that we are of divine origin and endowed with the power to create physical reality. Sometimes I cringe at what we have accepted as how life works.
Naturally I do not expect people to see reality as I see it. I am willing and anxious to share ideas, but I am also careful not to proselytize. While I do not force my ideas down anyone’s throat, I also do not want anyone to force their ideas down my mine.
For example, I do not want anyone to assume that because I am an African American that I am a card carrying democrat. Nor do I want anyone to assume that I have a natural disdain for republicans. Neither is true. But it can be assumed that I know the divinity that is inherent in each and every one of us, and that our hearts are the best leaders and most trusted guides that we could ever have.
I am not a feminist, and I cannot be convinced that women are the answer to the problems of the world. I do not think that the world was a better place when matriarchs ruled. What I do know, however, is that women are reflections of the divine feminine aspect of God, the aspect that has been ignored and suppressed for thousands of years, in women and men. As we, women, become aware of the effects of the overemphasis of the masculine in our lives, it will bring energetic balance to the world. That balancing will include men embracing and expressing their feminine aspect.
I am not a Christian; I am not a part of any organized religion. I know only of a Supreme Being, One reflected in us, and in every blade of grass, and every drop of water. I honor the Supreme Being, first and foremost, by the active practice of love and acceptance of myself, and then this same practice toward all of creation. This includes acceptance of people who make the choice to practice a religion.
Last, and this is not my complete list, I do not share the view that the world is “dog eat dog.” I make a distinction between the earth and the world. The earth, despite the abuse that has been heaped upon it, is a beautiful planet; the world is our collective beliefs or story, expressed in how we live out the days of our lives. The world, of our collective beliefs, is not going to end in destruction. On the contrary, it will simply pass away, unable to co-exist with the new.