Handle with Care

the fragile nature of life wanting to be born

I feel as if we are at the cusp of complete and total system collapse and that the end is very near. I’m aware we’ve been holding our collective breaths in anxious anticipation of this moment and praying every day for the insanity to end. With certain political deaths (come on….we all know MM is dead), there just can’t be too many threads left holding this thing together.

The other night, while enjoying live music put on by several young people with whom my daughter attended high school, and chatting with one of the moms about the coming end, she asked a pertinent question:  “When the system finally comes down, it’s going to take years, if not lifetimes to rebuild. How are we going to do this?????”  I responded, “We won’t be doing it, our kids will…….and they are already doing it!” (as I waved my hand in the direction of her son and his friends who organized the performance as a fundraiser for local music programs)

The new is already taking place and piece by piece it is being born. I see it everywhere – in innovative and forward-thinking methods of education; in the changing marketplace where the capitalistic behemoths of shopping malls are quickly being replaced by small, locally owned businesses and on-line shops.  Even in politics, the young are slowly replacing the old and they are coming in with fresh, new ideas, and a vision built on diversity and inclusion, and social justice with the goal of meeting the needs of the common good.

Many sparks of the new are quiet and unassuming, some are bold and have become media darlings. Whether loud or subdued, the tender shoots of new hope are making their way into our world, seeking out a place to take root and grow. As it is with anything just being born, or newly born, with these tender shoots we must handle them with care.

In handling with care, there are several rules to which we must adhere:

As is our nature, when we become excited or hopeful about something new, we often rush in with over enthusiasm and premature over-commitment. Don’t get married to the new until it has fully come on board and you know and understand exactly what it might be.

Give the new space as it finds itself. As much as we might want to help support, push it onward, prop it up, cheer it on, our eager interference may not help, but could, in fact, cause harm.

Let life unfold on its own. The Universe has an innate wisdom which supports the birth and sustenance of new life. Let the Universe do its job.

I’m seeing this specifically in the field of politics, but it’s true in every case of the new trying to find a home for itself. The example that most readily comes to mind are the words being used to try to describe the new – terms like “Social Democrat,” “Government Owned,” or “Defund.”  I’ve seen people literally lose their minds over these terms when they attempt to interpret them through a “Cold War” lens, immediately dismissing the individual and their platform without taking the time to understand what they mean by these words. 

That which we have known is dying and has been since the time of its inception. A system born out of separation and fear cannot and will not persist – as we are witnessing now. We may be glad for the collapse, but what has been is what we have known, and every time we are faced with the end of what we have known, we suffer grief. So, Weep. Rage. Allow yourself periods of immobility. Acknowledge the denial and bargaining (what if…..if only…..we should have…it will get better) that gives your anxious mind something to do while creating space from the pain of grief. Take care of yourself when the trauma of it all becomes too much. And do not feel guilty when all you need in this moment is to dissociate through social media or with your 8000th viewing of Game of Thrones.

This will all be over soon (not soon enough as many have said), and the new is definitely coming into being – in fact it’s already here.  Where are you seeing it and how is it giving you hope?

The Strange Unknown

From Marian apparitions to alien visitations, saying this has been a strange couple of weeks would be an understatement. And these, while dramatic enough, are nothing compared to the things we are witnessing in our world.

  • The old world continues in its death spiral.
  • The new world is continuing to find its way in.
  • Timelines are shifting.

In the midst of all this, we find ourselves staring into the face of the strange unknown.

  • Who are we?
  • Where are we?
  • How do we make sense of …….this and this and this…
  • In what direction are we meant to turn?
  • What is the path?
  • Where is the path?
  • What does it all mean?

At this point, all bets are off and anything is possible. Just as likely, nothing is possible.

Really, nothing is possible. What I mean by this is that until the Universe gets its timelines straight, (ie: its shit together) and makes a final decision about where this is all heading, there is nothing we can do.

  • There is no path to embark upon.
  • No action to take.
  • No mission to state or goals to be set.

All we can do is wait, be present to what is in this moment, and wait some more. The only action we can take is that which is placed before us which says, “Do this.” Everything, anything else will be an intrusion on the natural unfolding of the universe and will prove to be a stumbling block to our intended place in the death of the old and the birth of the new.

For me, this time of the strange unknown has been defined by two part-time “real world” jobs – neither of which seem to truly know where or how I fit or what is needed from me. I do what I’m told, following tasks to their completion – all the while trying not to get too attached to anything.  I’m holding it all loosely. In the midst of the “real world” stuff, my soul work keeps showing up via invitations to be a source of support for clients/friends/family/acquaintances who are in need of my strange and indefinable gifts. All of this is taking place while the world is busy dying, the new is trying to come in (or remind us of its presence), and every possible timeline is fighting to be decided.

These are strange days indeed, and there is no guarantee of how this will all end. And yet, in the midst of the growing ridiculousness, there continues to be glimmers of hope and reminders of the true potential of humanity. One thing that has been providing me with reminders is my current read: The Compendium of the Social Doctrine of the Church. Another, perhaps more accessible was the deep wisdom and vision provided through the speeches of Michelle and Barack Obama in celebration of the grand opening of the Obama Presidential Center – a repository of American history and a beacon of hope for a humanity which often seems to have lost their way.

Where are you finding hope and comfort in this time of the strange unknown?

Finding Patience in the Waiting

Humanity currently finds itself at the crossroads created by the consequences of their own actions (and inactions). Here, totalitarianism and fascism intersect with the opportunity for benevolence and the common good. The outcome wholly depends on humanity’s actions. Will we continue to allow the totalitarianism designed by the billionaire class and the puppets they have employed to determine the fate of our planet and the fate of humanity, or will we take responsibility for the ways in which we have allowed ourselves to be duped by the promises of capitalism and the “American Dream.”

We have no one to blame but ourselves for where we find ourselves today. Lured by promises of abundance, liberty, and freedom, we have allowed ourselves to become divided. Believing the lies that hard work leads to wealth, and that all are given the same opportunities for advancement, we have turned our faces in judgment from the truth that under capitalism, there are no equal opportunities. This judgment has then caused us to divide humanity into classifications – rich and poor, hard-working and lazy, intelligent and ignorant, good and bad, further dividing those classifications based on gender, race, nationality, orientation, religion, citizenship, etc.  In all of this, we have succumbed to the manipulations of the ruling classes who continue to build monuments to themselves, gaining wealth and prestige while the rest of the world suffers.

As we stand at this crossroads, we watch in horror as fascism and totalitarianism reveals the depths of its true nature. Weak, fearful men, grasping after wealth, power, and control. Every day, the actions of their so-called leaders become increasingly desperate and ridiculous. (In what world is it appropriate for the President of the United States to host a cage-match on the front lawn of “the people’s house” or personally profit from the policies he puts in place?)

The revelations of the ruling class’s evil, which began as a trickle, has now become a tsunami. No longer can we look away, denying what is happening right before our eyes. And yet, some are working very hard to ignore the realities of corruption, and how their own lives are being made more difficult by the current system. Burying their heads in the sand will only work for so long. Eventually, the corruption will reach so deeply into their own pockets that they will have to wake up – or die trying to remain asleep.

Remaining asleep no longer serves. As the actions of the ruling class become more desperate, more and more are waking up – even those we thought would never be able to see. In this, the foundations of the current system are beginning to collapse upon themselves as the oppressed patiently (or not so patiently) wait to step in and take their place.

This is the moment for which we are waiting. The moment when the dying system heaves its final breath and we can utter a sigh of relief that all the horror has finally come to an end. In this, we must not lose hope. Whereas all might look hopeless, everywhere there are signs of the good trying to make its way known. From MTG suddenly breaking ranks to Peter Thiel’s flight to Argentina, to Pope Leo’s most recent encyclical, Magnifica Humanitas, there are examples of people waking up, showing their true nature, or providing comfort and inspiration for a better humanity.

Magnifica Humanitas, in particular, presents the support we need to make the best choice at this crossroads moment, along with the foundations that will be required if we wish to build a new world. The choice, as Pope Leo XIV so eloquently states is between individualism and the common good. Will we continue along the trajectory of “every man for himself” or come together in collaboration and cooperation for the sake of the common good. As he wisely observes, it is only in choosing the latter that humanity can ever hope to survive. Further, it is the example set forth by Jesus and to what he has called us.

Cooperation and collaboration in support of the common good, however, cannot happen without dramatic inner transformation.  This is the kind of transformation about which I have been speaking, writing, and teaching. Before humanity can achieve unity, we have to find that unity within ourselves. In transcending and healing the wound of division, compassion becomes our driving force and we are compelled, not longer by our own selfishness, but by the desire that all of humanity may be free. Freedom here, is not political, instead, it is the embodiment of our true nature where we know peace, fulfillment, and contentment in simply being and where we are all contributing (in our own unique way) to the common good.

This is the vision to which I cling, giving me hope in a seemingly hopeless world, and patience in the face of a dying system that on some days I think cannot die soon enough. This vision also provides me with inspiration I need to continue to do this work of inner transformation for myself, while supporting those who feel similarly called.


Humanity’s Only Hope

As humanity approaches the brink of its own extinction, my thoughts have turned to a single question: What if anything will save them? The answer is simple but is likely not something humanity wants to hear or do because the answer lies, not outside of them, but within.

Along with casting blame outside of them, humanity also loves projecting solutions. They’re waiting for a messiah, a savior, the Second Coming – really anyone other than themselves to fix what is wrong and make everything right again.

The problem is that humanity did this to themselves by forgetting who they are while denying the inherent power they have within. Instead, they have attributed this power to gods, kings, priests, and popes. In this grand forfeiture, humanity created a hierarchy assigning value according to one’s place within the hierarchy, leaving most human beings out of the equation – thereby reducing themselves to slaves.

Humanity has become enslaved to the very people they gave their power to. The only way out of this imprisonment is for humanity to take their own power back, by remembering who they are. (Change NEVER comes from those who benefit from keeping humanity small.)

Remembering who we are, however, is easier said than done. It’s not something you can purchase from the latest new age teacher or shaman, neither is it something that can be completed in a weekend workshop or retreat. Instead, true remembrance can only be accomplished through a many-years long practice requiring discipline, persistence, diligence, and radical personal accountability.

Remembering who we are is a slow and patient process of identifying and stripping away the layers of who we are not in order to uncover the treasure of who we are. Then we have to practice what we are remembering until it is no longer just a practice, but becomes fully integrated within us.

Remembering who we are leads us to answering the following questions:

  • Who am I?
  • Whose am I?
  • What are my unique gifts and how am I called to engage in them for my own fulfillment and then share them for the betterment of the world?

In a nutshell, remembering who we are is about identifying our gifts and then healing the infinite number of layers of woundedness, trauma, betrayal, rejection, and societal conditioning that has told us we aren’t gifted and our gifts don’t matter (have no value).

Remembering our gifts requires radical accountability, humility, and the willingness to be vulnerable. In this search, we become aware of the defense mechanisms we have honed so that we might have the illusion of being safe in an unsafe world. Those defense mechanisms might include: jealousy, self-righteousness, prejudice, racism (conscious or unconscious), sexism, a compulsion toward revenge, pride, manipulation, and more. We are also invited to explore our own place within the hierarchy and the privilege we gain from that, along with how we might use that privilege to elevate ourselves while repressing others.

Remembering who we are is the true hero’s journey. It takes courage, determination (often to the point of being stubborn), and the willingness to learn from our failures.  Because, fail we will. Remembering and Being/Living are two different things.

Failure is predictable. When we gain a glimpse of remembrance, all our resistance to change rises up to challenge us. More than death, humanity fears change. As such, we cling to our defense mechanisms, we hang on to the status quo, we are terrified at the prospect of losing who and what we know.

Loss is integral to the journey of remembrance. More specifically – letting go. In order to live more and more fully as our true selves, we must let go of all that which hinders that remembrance.  This includes friends, jobs, relationships, places of perceived belonging, perceived status, etc. While we may find some measure of comfort in the familiar, there is no liberation or freedom there.

If humanity truly wants to be free, it must remember itself because at the heart of this remembrance is LOVE. Love, more than anything, is who we are. When we remember the Love that we are, it changes everything – how we move in the world, how we treat fellow human beings, how we come together in cooperation as a species, and how we treat our world.

Love is humanity’s only hope and is the key for each individually to find contentment in this life regardless of what is happening “out there.”

Preparing for Splashdown

As I write this, I am coming off a morning of relentless “spiritual 911” calls. Those who have my private number, checking in with the same set of “symptoms,” and wondering if the cause of the symptoms is their own, or relating to the world. And wondering, what, if anything, they can do about it.

The short answer: it is most definitely the world.

The longer answer: a certain someone can step on their own d*ck only so many times before toppling over onto their own house of cards. This Sunday’s actions herald the beginning or perhaps the end) of the end. Whether by Congress, or the Supreme Court, or by some other yet to be revealed source, the pressure cooker in which we’ve been living is coming to an end.

The anxiety that so many are currently feeling is at once, the natural trepidation over what all will be destroyed as the end draws near, and the very real knowledge of the conflicting cavalcade of emotions roiling about in preparation for what is soon to be.

The what will be is two-fold: a complete and total meltdown of a system that has imprisoned humanity for thousands of years and the simultaneous splashdown of a whole new world and way of living together as human beings.

That is…..if “he” doesn’t destroy us all first.

The if, what, and how of the meltdown/splashdown is not ours to know. It is not something for which we can plan. The only thing we can do is be with what is as it is unfolding. As we are being with the unfolding, we are invited to be sources of healing and support for ourselves and others. The “what is” and “what will be” is not personal. It is simply the throes of a system  facing its own death. As sensitive human beings, however, we will be feeling it:  anxiety, pressure, headaches, body pain, restlessness, impatient, sorrowful, angry, even depressed. That which arises in us is a bit of our own fear, but more likely it is the feelings of the collective. Whether it is ours or belongs to someone else, we are not powerless.  Instead, this is our invitation to become empowered.

Here are some practices I have found to be helpful as the world is working out its own shit:

  1. Witness: I have learned that these energies are ours to fix or heal. Instead, they simply want to be seen and acknowledged. When feeling the rise of anxiety or pressure, close your eyes, envision the fear, anxiety, grief, etc. in your minds eye…..and just look at it. No judgement – just witnessing and acknowledging. As we bear it witness, it eventually dissipates and we are restored to peace.
  2. Nothing is Personal: These discordant energies, for the most part, are not our own. These are the manifestation of collective consciousness (what some might call demons)  – the energies that have arisen out of 5000 years of human enslavement which are losing their power over us. These energies have become “living things” intent on their own survival – they don’t give up easily. And yet, Love is winning, and these energies are losing their power. As they are preparing for their departure, they are making themselves known. Think of these “demons” you are feeling as asking you to see them as they say goodbye. (Don’t let the screen door hit you on the ass as you leave little demons!  Bye!)
  3. It’s just a movie: I don’t mean this to be dismissive of the very real feelings we are having as the world around us implodes. But when we allow ourselves to cultivate detachment, we are able to distance ourselves a bit from the intensity. I find it helpful to think of it like watching a movie. I mean, seriously, art has been showing us all along where we are going and life itself has become more ridiculous than art. I did not have a war between POTUS and Pope on my 2026 bingo card! It’s actually kind of hilarious. I just wonder, is it a Divine Comedy or a Comedy of Errors. Maybe both! 
  4. You are not alone: Check in with your team/tribe/support system. If you are feeling off, overwhelmed, terrified as the system burns itself to the ground, seek support. It may be as simply as texting a close friend, “Hey, are you feeling this too or am I losing my mind?”  Most likely, it’s the former. And if your trusted friend circle isn’t enough, reach out to a professional you trust.
  5. Prepare for Splashdown: As the old world continues its dying, the new world is coming into form. At this point, we have no idea what this new world will look like, or what our roles will be in that world. We can, however, be attentive in our own lives to what is asking to leave so that room can be made for the new. We are also invited to pay attention, specifically to what feeds us and gives us joy – and be more of that. Every decision we make, not out of fear, but out of love, joy, and compassion, becomes a seed from which the new will take root and come into being.
  6. More than anything – BE LOVE. Be love to yourself. Be love to your loved ones. And most difficult of all – be LOVE to your (perceived) enemies. We may find ourselves surprised at who people become on the other side of this collapse and the love that they might need. Even the AntiChrist longs to know Love.

To Be, Not to Seem

Esse quam videri

To be, not to seem.

From the roots of the ancients.

Fire at my finger tips.

A burning in my soul.

Older than memory.

Anchored in DNA.

Long before religion.

More timeless than language.

A knowing beyond explanation.

Comprehended by few.

It cannot be put-on.

Only lived.

Recognizing our brethren

By the authenticity in their soul.

We know,

so we are.

Where all falsehoods fall away –

unable to stand.

Mirrors for remembrance

and for seeing what is true,

and where all that seems to be

disappears from view.


Immobilized

Exploring Healer Fatigue and Empath Paralysis

Since February 28, 2026, when the US and Israel launched their war against Iran, I have found myself immobile – unable to accomplish anything other than what is absolutely essential. Somedays, even the essentials are left on the sidelines. It’s not that I’m fixated on the war, perseverating over what is happening along with the possible outcomes, or even actively worried.

I can’t help it. Even when I tell myself, “I’m accomplishing this today,” I find I cannot. I can’t say that I’m depressed or even anxious. Instead, I am simply aware that as humanity is trying to destroy itself, my BEING is actively working on behalf of this suicidal species.

All the oil in the world is not worth the wholesale destruction of a nation – especially as the US and Israel are actively destroying the very oil they say they are after. I call foul! We know this war isn’t about oil. Neither is it about Iran’s “oppressive” regime. The ones truly in need of regime change are those who shot the first shot. I digress…

My point is that if you are an empath, a healer, a lightworker, you may also be finding yourself immobilized – Unable to do – only allowed to BE.

As much as I want to deny or ignore the “whoo whoo” that would even suggest such a thing could be possible, I am increasingly finding it is the only thing that truly makes sense. As a practical, hard-working, first-born Capricorn, I have taken great pride in my ability to be productive – to get things done, and to be somewhat in control of my fate. All these points of pride have flown out the window the closer we come to human extinction.

Instead:

I have had to become excruciatingly comfortable with doing nothing, while believing in the invisible magic of simply being. With zero tangible evidence, I have had to rely on the faith that all this doing of nothing is amounting to something. I have had to force myself to trust that while it may appear as if I’m unproductive, I am being used for some higher purpose. Without knowing what I’m doing, how it’s being done, or what the impact may or may not be, I have had to believe that all will be well – especially when every material example says otherwise. Because no matter the amount of effort or thought I put into DOING – every effort has failed.

These are the days I wish someone would wave a magic wand and I would simply and confidently believe that as I am immobilized, a higher purpose is being fulfilled. My intention has always been to be a vessel through which Love can be made real in our world, and my prayer has been, “I am the servant of the Lord Love. Let it be done to me according to your word.” Perhaps this is my prayer being answered.

While Humanity Sorts Itself Out

It is bizarre and surreal to stand back watching humanity attempting to destroy itself while having literally nothing to do. By nothing, I mean nothing. Between my own business which has had little to no activity in the past several months, and the snowstorm of the century, I’ve been immobilized. Usually, I’m ok with having nothing to do, especially knowing that even before the storms, many of us had already been sequestered. But knowing we’ve been sequestered and experiencing sequestering are two different things.

The future of humanity is literally out of our hands.

So now we watch in rapt attention to the heaving death rattle of the empire – each action more dramatically ridiculous than the one prior – and shake our heads in bewilderment. Will humanity never learn?

Power built on fear will always destroy itself.

So we stand back and watch in horror as humanity sorts itself out. Will it continue to choose war to sort out its need for domination or to decide conflicts and will these wars lead to the eventual wholesale destruction of humanity? Time will tell.

In the meantime, we wait.

In this waiting, I now understand the meaning of those who have called the human experience a simulation. When observed from a place of sequestering, it feels like watching children experimenting with different ways to play together, trying to figure out the dynamics of being human, while getting their undeveloped needs met, disintegrating in a tantrum when not getting ones way, and then coming back around with a new set of tactics. What happens if I act like a bully? What if I ask nicely? What if I offer a compliment or praise? Will sucking up work? None of this? Ok, then I’ll drop a b*mb.

All of this would be unnerving if we hadn’t seen it all before. The same game played over and over and over as humanity tries to figure their shit out. Do you think they know there is a history of how all of these efforts have previously failed and that there is a guide (several actually) for how to make and enjoy peace in our world? If they continue at this rate, the world may never know.


Sequestered

We’ve done our work –

all we were meant to do.

We’ve delivered our message of Love.

Issued invitations.

Planted seeds.

Sowed the remedies

for healing the wounds of division

            and returning ourselves to Love.

We’ve done this for ourselves.

We’ve done this for the world.

Our work is now complete as we step back and wait.

Held in the container of protection and love…

            we continue to make for ourselves…

                        and for all who would join us.

Waiting to see what humanity will choose –

            It’s out of our hands and into theirs.

Will they choose Love

            or condemn themselves to another eternity of hatred and fear?


Support Our Work

Purpose: to secure on-going, sustainable support for the work of service I provide to the world.

Goal: 100 individuals who are willing to sponsor my work with a monthly gift* of $10.00 or more.

(*gift: as I am not a 501c3, and as no goods or services will be exchanged, for tax purposes, your sponsorship would be considered a gift.)

Dearest Friends,

With deep gratitude, and inspired by my fellow monastic, Cynthia Bourgeault, I am providing an opportunity for those who feel so-called to support my work in the world. I am inviting this support to be of the heart as a freely given (not coerced in any way) expression of your recognition and acknowledgement of the value you see in the (mostly invisible) work I am doing in support of the betterment of our world:

  • Providing ongoing messages of inspiration, and hope.
  • Shining a light on deception, disparity and injustice.
  • A life devoted to mindful presence.
  • Equipping and empowering loving presence and action in myself and others by healing the wounds that imprison us in fear.
  • Activating and unblocking the flow of Love through healing practices, prayer, and community engagement.

As the capitalistic world does not acknowledge the value of this invisible work, I am turning to you for support. I know you see me.  I know you value who I am and what I have been doing on behalf of our world.  If you feel called to this, I thank you.

My goal is 100 sponsors paying $10.00 each.  When we reach this goal, it will go toward those expenses not currently covered by my existing part-time paying clerical job, and the small amount of income coming in through book royalties and existing sponsorships. As the Universe continues to transition me away from clients and teaching and toward the invisible work, your support will be invaluable. Thank you in advance for your support!

Sponsorship:

Becoming a sponsor is easy. Simply follow the Paypal link below.  Set the amount you would like to contribute. Choose “help with fees” if you feel called. Select “monthly” for your frequency of payment. Then choose how you want to pay: via Paypal, Venmo, or credit card.

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*If you unable to provide financial support, you may provide support through your prayers, and by sharing this campaign with others. Thank you in advance for any way you are able to support this campaign.

If you have any questions, please email me at lauri@lauriannlumby.com.