This is the year . . .

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This will of course also be the year in which The Green Man will be
published regularly and my long unanswered e-mails will be
answered . . .

http://greenmanramblings.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-year.html

This is the year . . .
"If every rebellion begins with the idea
that conquerors on horseback
are not many-legged gods, that they too drown
if plunged in the river,
then this is the year."

-- Martin Espada, Imagine the Angels of Bread

This is the year we were born to live in.

This is the year when we begin to live as who we are, who we always
have been at the core, who we were born to be.

The year we have prepared for all our lives.

After so many lifetimes of believing that the path of liberation lay
in going up and out of our bodies, up and out of the world, this is
the year we finally begin to come fully into our bodies, to know that
their skin and bone and muscle and blood and nerve and flesh are the
instruments through which our highest aspirations can be realized,

that the pleasures of our senses feed a bright and fierce fire that
rises within us

and that this time instead of burning ourselves at the stake we can
set that fire loose in the world,

burning away the illusions that have made people believe that there is
no alternative to a life based on the brutalizing assumptions of
scarcity, danger, and fear,

already we are watching the fire start to burn away the screens onto
which those illusions have been projected as markets crash and an
empire comes up against the limitations of its power to subdue the
rest of the world through the threat or reality of starvation or
bombardment.

Yes, the suffering around us is real. And yes, those still caught in
fear lash out in terrifying ways as they falsely believe the fire has
come to burn them instead of free them.

But at the same time billions are realizing they no longer have to
surrender their wills to the disembodied spirit behind the burning
curtain.

And the fire melts the pavement and the ash covers our feet and we
take root again in the soil and draw up water from the Earth

and rain it back down to feed the seeds that have waited 500 years to
be called back to life.

This is the year when we know for certain that those seeds will give
rise to flowers and fruit again.

Rejoice!