Lately, we feel prepped like soldiers waiting instructions. We don’t understand why we are on edge, but everything around us says, “Beware. Something does not feel right.” Our bodies experience unusual phenomena not understood by medicine. Our hearts beat differently, as if we have two or three. Our emotional bodies encircle us like binary moons looking to land. As a planet, we all cycle together.

We move forward with caution as if we are walking over shifting quicksand, knowing at any minute the paradigm can change and we could be flapping on the outskirts of Emerald City. We look to nature for understanding and insight, but she looks back at us just as confused. The rules have changed. We hang our heads, trying to figure out what to do next.

Most days, it is best not to try to force outcomes. We look out our car windows, our home windows, and the windows of our souls seeking signs that can hold up in the coming shifts. Like driving through a dust storm, all we can do is pull over until it passes. Many of us are parked alongside our lives, waiting for events that will change our existences. We go face-to-face with what pushes our fear buttons in all forms. Life is getting thicker, stickier, and more deadly to the touch.