July: The Seventh Feature in 2020 — The Year of Truth — Focus: DNA — Telomeres and Terpenes From an early Nature Research July 2020 publication by Karen Miga et.al.: “After two decades of improvements [attempting to map human DNA], the current human reference genome (GRCh38) with hundreds of unresolved gaps [in sequencing, has been surpassed.]… [A] de novo human genome assembly … with the first gapless, telomere-to-telomere assembly of a human [X] chromosome … was enabled by … nanopore sequencing of the … CHM13 [human] genome.” In other words, a couple of weeks ago scientists were successfully able to begin cloning homo sapiens. Females anyway. Because this is more than I want to think about right now, I’ll just say that if you Google “clone female” you’ll get this:
Sunday was Father’s Day. It was an intense day in an intense week in an intense month in a freaking intense year. Very early in the morning, during the hours when I was supposed to be subconsciously processing the intensity of the day before, I had a thought: what would I do if I was in solitary confinement for a year? Would I go insane immediately? If not, what kind of games would I play with my mind in order to protect my sanity? I imagined myself getting tortured with being woken up every 90 minutes for what felt like an eternity. Each time, I went through the roll call of my family members names so I wouldn’t forget them.
The first thing that comes to mind about menopause is the fact that women literally start to fall apart with this life change. The comorbidities include heart disease, cancer, osteoporosis, stroke, dementia, auto immune disorders, general emotional un-wellness, and a variety of cancers -- not to mention the symptoms and effects such as sleeplessness, hot flashes, loss of bone density, etc. In searching for menopause shame I noticed that women speaking boldly about the stigmas around it are creating distance by naming it "the menopause."
When I think of inside-out I think about the way our bodies inform us - the subtle hints when something is starting to go wrong like a sixth sense, or the all too easy to ignore messages that our stomachs and other organs give us when our physical or emotional states are off kilter. At the moment, inside-out feels like the very real conversations we each need to have with ourselves.
Feminine consciousness is inclusive and generous. “It” cares less about who said what when, and more about harmony and justice. It is the higher minded, long term, visionary side of us that breeds compassion and values based actions. It is a counterbalance to hyper-individualism and a rudder for steering families, workplaces, and communities out of muddy waters. Some of the questions that arise alongside this broad and critical notion include these:
What is Energetic Excess? How does one find clarity when full of frenetic energy and chaos? And then what to do about it? This post is the MARCH edition of the 2020 Year of Truth and it includes a number of ways to begin dismantling patriarchal consciousness and behaviors.
Settling into these days of “sheltering in place“ we are gaining perspective about what is important... After the house has been cleaned, closets and garage and basement and attic spaces organized, conversations begin to unfold lovingly – the ones that have needed to emerge for too long... Heartbreak Shatters the Shell around the Heart and Awakens its Capacity to Love.
Stop. Just stop. It is no longer a request. It is a mandate. We will help you. We will bring the supersonic, high speed merry-go-round to a halt We will stop ... the frenetic, furied rush of illusions and “obligations” that keep you from hearing our single and shared beating heart, the way we breathe together, in unison.
2020 is the Year of Truth and what better month than February to dig into the essence of relationship communication? Let's tackle this up front and establish some important guidelines that can carry us through the whole year. So I've got a bit of a book review, a deep and insightful writing from a client to share, and general thoughts about transforming blah's into bliss!
Please enjoy this haiku I have written for all who suffer the effects of patriarchal bullshit. Let yourself feel hope in a balanced body politic.