Reminder that our fate lies in the hands of the Universe

Driving under,

Dim carpark lights,

My mother tells me to get out of this place

Something is not right - where are the mortals?

I spot one human

Security perhaps or an outsider maybe.

Driving up to the ramp,

To the wild -

Main open carpark

We spot window light

Two workers spotted inside.

Bright fluorescent store lights

But no human activity.

Is this a glimpse of the end-of-the-world?

Or dear Autumn - are you giving us a cue?

I leave with mother with no goods for security tonight

I put the car window down

And breathe

I catch a whiff -

A familiar, redolent scent of blurred high school years and the cold uncertainty of our state of the world

My car headlights spot seagulls migrating off somewhere

Guess what?

The birds have witnessed the sign too.

^Approximately, 8:00pm - driving mother to fetch some groceries.

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I miss human presence before COVID-19.

But at the same time i am the most shyest person you would probably have ever met (if met face to face)

I am loving the online world at the moment

My perspective before was that suffering had to be fixed

~like a quick cure that our doctors would prescribe to us

To suffer:

~is to learn how to be humble

Something within us has to suffer in order to be killed

~in order for us to let go, move on, breathe and forgive.

Mother earth is crying out in pain from our self-based waking lives.

but i know this suffering can be the only way we

A W A K E

and question our heart and ways.

In 2011,

I presented my final high school year English oral presentation on 'Global warming.' I stated the facts, the research, the urgency.

It seemed that there were many skeptics, including my peers in the room.

10 years later, we have a Climate Emergency and a health pandemic.

Three years ago,

I was on the brink of the lowest point in my life.

I felt stuck, powerless and alone.

Capitalism. Climate Change. Corruption.

Did Mother Earth know that this was going to come?

It took the pandemic to shake all of this? (*silent relief)

One year later (2021) and reading this poem entry:

This was written in the season of F-all ~still the early days of the pandemic ~ early days of uncertainty for our health and our economy.

There is a line in a movie that goes “Such is life.’

I say: ‘Such is fate.’

I will always remember watching this in high school. Ned Kelly says this before he dies. He was a character that fought against corruption in Australia in the 19th century and did what he could for the lower class community.

Two centuries later we are here after the year #covid2020 and I’m wondering how much fate has led us up to this point.

I am aware that many of us are being hit hard and I am lucky to have a roof over my head with a renewed vision and opportunity to move forward in my life #atmyownpace .•.•

Juju’s revelation:

Before, I used to put the blame on my family, society, humanity - everyone.

Now, I leave it up to our Universe because it seems like history is repeating itself.

I can feel something going on behind the scenes to kill the bad energy before I can re-smell the beautiful scent of Spring air once again.

I learnt to surrender my ego and mind.

And yes - that is my simple tip, let’s wait.

Reading my memo entry on my phone:

but wherever you are

and whatever thought or argument or news you heard today;

you are a fated star

keep shining

~Such is fate.