Most mornings I walk with Danté along the trails near Ukiah, watching for the heron, the raven, the flicker who has become my trail guide. Lately I've been walking with a question: if there is a larger, older community of life out there in the cosmos, and I believe the odds say there is, what would it take for us to be welcomed into it?
I don't think the answer is better rockets. I think it's better hearts. A wise civilization would not open its doors to a planet still ruled by tyrants and still waging war in the name of its gods. It would wait until we showed we could live in balance with each other and with all of life.
So I have appointed myself, temporarily and joyfully, an Earth to Galactic Universe Emissary. Not because I have special standing, but because someone has to start asking the question out loud. I hope you'll become one too. In the posts that follow, I'll share the map I've been given for the journey: the Chakana, the Seven Gates, and a portal that has been hidden in plain sight.
The portal isn't out there. We build it, breath by breath, in how we treat all life.
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