Sometimes somebody has to be paying attention

Rich, bless his heart and soul, pointed out to me last week that You Will Anyway was about to have its first anniversary, and he planned a celebratory event for the occasion. (At this prompting, I had to go back into the archives to find out just when it was that I started the blog.) Of course I've known Rich for a little longer than a year, and I've come to believe that he is perpetually on the lookout for an occasion to celebrate something. What a joy.

But let's pretend for a moment that the birth of YWA is something to be celebrated. When Bob suggested I start blogging, I dismissed it out of hand as something that I wouldn't even keep up for one month, much less one year. But here we are, a year down the road, and I've only truly thought about quitting two or three times. Time is a funny thing, isn't it? Somebody wise once said to me that it's not time that's important, but timing.

Our world is currently undergoing a great awakening. Even though the majority of the people seem to be still sleeping (some actually walking dead), a core group on the leading edge of eternity are experiencing that awakening in various ways. It's the evolution of mankind. Expect it to be rocky. Expect it to be difficult and strenuous. After all, it really is a birth. I don't know what we will be called post homo sapiens, but somebody probably already has us named. In fact, I think the extreme fundamentalists, including the sleeper in the Oval Office, who are cheering on the Apocalypse, have a sense of what is happening, but not the ability to understand the true meaning of it. They understand that there is a point in human existence where some will leap into another realm, while most stay behind. They just don't understand that they are the ones staying behind. No problem. Everything is cyclical in this universe. They'll get picked up on a future revolution.

But I got tangential there. What I meant to do with this post (See what happens? You think you mean to do something, but you actually do what you are meant to do.) was to note the auspicious day and timing of the birth and anniversary of You Will Anyway, since we are pretending that it is cause for celebration.

October 13. First of all, 13 is not an unlucky number. It is, in fact, a number well honored in the wisdom of the ages - ancient understanding of cosmic reality. It belonged to the realm of the feminine, which was understood to be the birthing realm. Thirteen 4-week periods in the Earth's trip around the sun. Women's bodies are still attuned to that natural cycle. It was kings who decided to steal nature from mankind and set up false calendars with their names on the fabricated months. It was men desiring power over nature and other men who denigrated everything to do with that natural rhythm of the world, because it was attached to feminity and goddess worship. It was they who systematically destroyed all things of that goddess worship (leaving the virgin Mary as a token) and turned the number 13 into something associated with evil. It was they who robbed men of their feminine aspect and will to nurture. In the unfolding of a new human, men are finding and reclaiming their feminine aspect. Balance. Kings will rule no more. We are becoming sovereign and self-directing, balanced human beings.

After finding out that I started this blog on October 13, a couple more October 13 notices made their way across my e-desk. (Three 10/13 "messages" in three days?) One was an article talking about the Third appearance of Our Lady of Fatima. The following is an excerpt from "text of the Pastoral Letter released by Dom Jose Carreia da Silva, Bishop of Leiria, on October 13, 1930 taken from Robert Bergin's This Apocalyptic Age."

"The solar phenomenon of October 13, 1917, described in the papers at the time, was something marvelous and caused a great impression upon those who had the happiness to witness it. The children had previously announced the day and the hour when it would occur. The news spread rapidly over the whole of Portugal, and despite the day being a tempestuous one, with copious rain, the thousands who had assembled at the hour of the final Apparition (October 13, 1917), witnessed all the manifestations of the sun, paying, as it were, homage to the Queen of Heaven and earth.

The second October 13 message came from a notice at Freeway Blogger: Freeway Free Speech Day: Driving America to Think - October 13, 2004.

On October 13th, over a thousand activists nationwide will post signs critical of the Bush Administration on area freeways, reaching millions of voters in states from Maine to California.

You can be part of the effort. Go to the website and see how.

So there. Today is an auspicious day for the anniversary of You Will Anyway. Rich and his lovely wife, together with LaBelle (my wonderful sister Jean) and me, will be celebrating on Sunday (and in thought today, of course) by going to see What the Bleep Do We Know? and then kicking back at the local micro brewery afterward to ponder together all things great and small...maybe even why the bleep we're here and doing what we're doing. Maybe not. Maybe just getting tipsy. If you happen by the Flat Branch Sunday evening, stop and join us. (For those of you who will be in New York on Sunday, you're invited to a Greg Palast viewing of his movie Bush Family Fortunes at Village East Cinema at 7:00pm and an after party at the Pioneer Bar, 218 Bowery. Get your tickets online here.)

Rich also created some bricks for my garden and dropped them off last night with a six-pack of Grolsch (especially for the bottles, 'cause they make bottling my home brew so easy!). I didn't realize you get gifts with your one year blogging anniversary. Much as I like the Grolsch and the bottles, I am just goofy about the bricks. Nobody will be hiring me for my brick-laying skills.....but hey, it's my yard, and I'll do what I want.....

P.S. For all you Goddesses out there...tonight brings a new moon and a solar eclipse. Now there's some symbolism for you.