Cycles of Reality
The Big 30
So I’m turning 30 next week.
I’ve been low-key dreading this day for a few years because I felt like I hadn’t matured enough or accomplished enough for my age. I know a lot of people experience something similar, which reminds me of the classic Friends episode where they all turn 30. 😂
But now that it’s around the corner, I find that I’m actually kind of looking forward to it! Who knew?
I mean, I still feel like I could act more maturely around people and have accomplished more things... But simultaneously to that, eclipsing that actually, I feel like I’m finally owning my awesomeness and awkardness — I’m embracing it all. And I actually feel like I’ve accomplished a fucking lot given my set of circumstances.
Not to mention, the idea that I need to have done X, Y, and Z by the time the earth orbits the sun 30 times is an arbitrary set of constraints that I don’t need to subscribe to in the first place. So there’s also that.
Individual and Collective Cycles
The thing that got me wanting to write this blog post though is this idea of cycles, and how I feel like I’m coming to the end of one in conjunction with turning 30 in a few days.
Everything is cyclical in nature. Planetary orbits, seasons, ages of consciousness — everything. And in the slightly cheesy but totally accurate words of the ‘90s band Semisonic…
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.
I feel like a pretty significant cycle is ending for me personally and for humanity as a whole, in preparation for a new beginning. I’m seeing this come up in my own life in a variety of ways, both large and small, and it's really interesting to see.
I’m pretty happy to be closing out of this cycle because quite honestly, it’s been rough. And although I don’t know what the next chapter will bring, I can’t help but feel excited about it! Not just because it has to be better because the previous one was so damn dark — although there may be a bit of that mixed in — but more because I have this inexplicable feeling that so much greatness and beauty and light is right around the corner.
Which brings me to what we’re experiencing on a collective level with the ending of the Kali Yuga cycle.
From what I understand, the Yuga cycle is based on the precession of the equinoxes and takes places once every 25,920 years. The Yuga we’re in currently, Kali Yuga, is the darkest phase of the cycle and is typified by things such as “spiritual bankruptcy, mindless hedonism, breakdown of all social structure, greed and materialism, unrestricted egotism, and maladies of mind and body” according to ancient texts like the Mahabharata.
I could easily list examples from this year alone of every one of those things, but I don’t think I need to; everyone knows 2020 has been… one for the record books, let’s say. The year that just when we think it can’t get any worse, it fucking does.
2020 bingo, anyone?
But it’s always darkest before the dawn. Truly.
Amidst all outside evidence to the contrary, I deeply feel that on the other side of all of this craziness lies a Golden Age. The next Yuga. A New Earth, as some call it — one that is based on open compassion and love and forgiveness, rather than covert control and manipulation and fear.
Part of the process of moving into this next phase of consciousness involves that archetypal concept of all hope seemingly being lost, but maintaining a strong internal knowing regardless of outer circumstances. Because yeah, if you’re just going off of outer circumstances and appearances, then we’re all screwed! But navigating that illusion is part of the process. Things need to get really dark and crazy in order for us as a humanity to have the collective motivation to shine a light on the darkness of the old system so it can be seen for what it is, and make way for the new.
The thing is, the darkness has to be fully exposed and dismantled in order for that can happen. It’s a messy, chaotic, ugly, painful process, and that is exactly what is occurring right now during the final stages of Kali Yuga.
As Above, So Below
Fortunately my own life up until age 30 hasn’t been quite that dark… but I think the same concept applies. Everything is cyclical, and my birthday has really gotten me thinking about that.
Individually and collectively, sometimes things have to get worse before they get better.
It’s all part of these cosmic cycles of consciousness, time, and existence, which ultimately are all divinely orchestrated.
30 is right around the corner for me… and so is a better world. “Around the corner” is relative of course, and we’re probably not going to move out of Kali Yuga by next Wednesday — but I think it’s coming sooner than we might expect.
If we remember that:
- Everything is cyclical
- Nothing is ever permanent, even the not-so-great stuff
- Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end
… then we can ride out the challenging parts of the cycle with more grace and ease. I’ve been reminding myself of this a lot lately.
What a time to be alive! 🌏