We need the shit.
It’s the fertilizer.
Bring it up for air so it can compost properly and fuel our growth.
It’s an asset, and totally transformative.
So when shit hits the fan,
please don’t take it personally.
It’s just par for the course on the Orgone trail.
The plot thickens when we’ve been taught to bury our shit,
or hold it in, or play with it, or sit in it, or pretend it isn’t ours.
But in fact it charges us. It’s what we tend to go on.
Alleviate the constipation of a nation.
The grass is greener on the other side of the divide between heart and mind,
where the soul smiles in satisfaction
because it’s gaining circulation, clearing space, developing capacity,
and clarifying intention.
Simply reminding us that this too shall pass.
Going green from the inside out
…that’s what this shit is all about.
A shift, a movement, a letting grow.
Soular Power: let it show!
Because we have the privilege of being this light;
bringing light; seeing light; weaving light;
and believing—believing that life is good
and it deserves to be protected.
We CAN heal-grow-live-love-laugh-sing-build-play-and restore.
If we think our shit is wrong then we’ll never get it right.
It’s when we keep sight of the fact that it’s all one tract,
it’s all one system--
And if we simply relax around the contraction,
align with the divine timing of action,
we’ll get out of this shit-hole alive
and thrive like Mother Nature intended.