We are in the midst of a collective awakening.
I have learned that even the loudest discord can become a teacher. From those who resist, I’ve learned patience. From those who wound, I’ve learned compassion. And from the chaos itself, I’ve learned clarity—though I would never have chosen these lessons consciously.
On the global stage, there are souls whose role is disruption. Energetically, they provoke, agitate, and expose what has long been buried. This is not cruelty for its own sake, but pressure applied to fractures that already exist. In the language of Tarot, this is the Tower. In mythic form, it is Kali.
Kali, goddess of destruction and rebirth, does not destroy what is whole—only what can no longer stand. When structures and beliefs are weak or outdated, they fall through events that feel overwhelming and out of control. Yet beneath the upheaval, a deeper intelligence is at work. When the dust settles, we are invited to clear the rubble and notice what remains. What survives becomes our new foundation.
The Tower is never comfortable, but it is necessary. When we resist growth, change often arrives uninvited. Still, no one is left behind. Even those who fight transformation will eventually pass through it.
Blessing:
May we allow what must fall to fall.
May awareness soften our hearts,
courage steady our steps,
and compassion guide our rebuilding.
Bless this turning.
Bless each other.
And bless the becoming we are walking through—together.