You may not know this about me, but at one time I was a witch. Well, I wouldn’t label myself that. More like a Wiccian. Or, specifically, a nature observer… ? Analysist…. ?

I looked for patterns and symbols.
In doing so, I strived to be objective, rational, and reject the pre-assigned meanings. Humanity is volatile. It’s silly to think that humans know the ways of the universe.

Anyway, I saw structure.
That structure had patterns.

One of the most sacred, I think, was duo.

Yin and Yang.
Light and dark.
Air and earth.

Once those two unite, the duo becomes a tri.

A man and woman have a child, for example.

Then, there are quads.

Air and earth generate water and fire.
Light and dark equate sunrise and sun set.

There are two ways to enlightenment.

– Path one
A person suffers.
The impurities are, eventually, burned away. The steel is strengthened. The person, although charred, gains wisdom.

* Path Two
A person gives.
They give themselves to others until only the core is left. When all their good intentions, good will, and generosity is gone, what’s left is the strength of heart.

But, that’s when a people needed land to survive. They needed what was grown. They needed nature. They needed each other.

Now –
Food is fake.
Relationships are predatory.
Intelligence is outsourced to AI.
Work is fragmented, sourced, and broken.

That duality – that pattern – has been broken.

We live in an unnatural environment and are in love with the illusion that everything is fine.

Everything is not fine.

One day, we will wake.