Letter From The Editor
We have seen our share of change in the last few months, enough to make it obvious that we are going through the Karmic ringer. Rumor has it that many of us are coming up against the hardest stuff we’ve ever had to deal with. Believe me; I am no exception. My primary wounds have been prancing around stark naked, begging me to have a look at every last one of them, up to and including the last thing I wanted to see.
There’s nowhere to run and nowhere to hide these days. The Truth is coming on like a hurricane and it’s already setting us free. Some of us refuse to see it. Those of us who aren’t afraid to look it in the eye are having a good time watching our fears and our lies get blown away. As they disappear, Love and Truth fill that void with a measure of authenticity that opens the space for us to evolve into an expansive and more miraculous version of ourselves.
With that thought in mind, the most miraculous night of the year is right around the corner. Midsummer Night is when it all comes together. As the Light and the Darkness begin their annual dance, all of us are being called to search inside ourselves and go to the place where there is nothing left to hide.
Are any of us ready to go there?
As we approach this Night of All Nights, the possibilities truly are endless. This year, the creation process, and the power of the life force that fills it, are alive with a completely new kind of energy. Fear and lies are the only things that keep those frequencies at bay.
Under the light of this Solstice Sun, do we have the courage to hold all of that darkness up to the light and let God and Love transmute it into the nameless essence that envelops and unites us all? As I watch my heart break free of the shackles that have kept it chained to the last thing I wanted to see, I am more than clear that it’s time for all of us to surrender all of who we are into the arms of Truth, and find our way back to the only place where there’s nothing left to hide.
“In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust”
Happy Solstice to all of you,
Cal Garrison