Never before have I loved and hated life so much. HA! Let’s just be honest. The conscious path is one of true paradox. It doesn’t really make life easier. The conscious path is like any other obsession. It wakes you up in the morning, and keeps you from going to bed at night. The endless self-discovery and need to solve all the mysteries of life is a daunting task, but you feel me. I don’t think I need to go into the planetary activity going on. Don’t get me started on the solar flares.
By CC Treadway
As we collectively enter into the feminine, I am struck by my own experience that has led me to understand, and understand deeply, what this means.
Recently, after arguably one of the hottest weeks in NYC, I drove up to the Catskills to stay with an old friend and her family. I had not seen this friend in almost twenty years, but she and her family are more significant in my life than I could possibly convey in words. This family, the Wilkinsons, made me a part of their family when my own family life had fallen apart.
THE SHIFT FROM I TO WE: Good News in Cathartic Times
By CC Treadway
Something amazing is happening. The second wave Indigos are taking over. They are not angry, they are not screaming, they are not rebelling. No, no, they are loving the crap out of you. These young ones are coming of age around the world. My friends, the legends are all true, they will heal our planet with their love.
The average age of these innovators? 26. At 36, I feel like the old timer, but I also feel proud because the tracks we laid are being well used and maintained.
I returned to New York on January 1, 2011. I returned to a different city, maybe a different world. See, out in the boonies of rural Arizona, with no TV and everyone disconnected from the mainstream, it was hard to gauge where the pulse of the world was. But in a major metropolitan city, we are shown every day what other cultures are doing, current events are constantly discussed and we are part of the great antenna that broadcasts to the world.
One could say that I have changed, which would be true, but everyone else has too. Life has become a constant collaboration, partly out of need because the economic climate is so different, but also because it seems so pointless now to do everything yourself.
I see that people have changed not only in the spiritual community but in the community at large, which is great because lets face it, the spiritual community is a minority. We are the unsung heroes, meditating and lightworking our butts off in the background.
The biggest tip off that things have changed? My Wall Street-Monsanto-loving-Dad asked me for natural remedies then actually used them. He was rubbing essential oil of Cajeput on his chest and spraying Bee Pollen in his mouth as if he had just discovered a pot of gold. It’s totally weird and totally awesome.
THIS IS WHAT I AM SEEING:
Trees planted everywhere, community gardens, and farmer’s markets galore.
The Empire State Building is using renewable energy. Representatives of the wealth building landmark said in a press conference, “We are not doing this as some kind of charity project for the right thing, we are doing it because it was the best financial decision for the service.” Ya gotta love the suits. But ya also gotta love the tree huggers who developed a superior product at a bargain. Can you see how powerful that is? By not separating out of the game, but engaging fiercely, the centerpiece of the capitalistic world is using renewable energy, and no one had to die for the change.
These flower power heart centered hippies are not afraid to set goals and go after them. I’ve never met spiritual people more grounded and focused on building a solid intention, container and plan for their vision….together. They develop their crafts like any other master, do their emotional work and aren’t afraid to keep it real. They pour their hearts into their projects and care more than everyone else.
As a Gen-Xer, I had to search through the “whatevers” and the “it’s all goods” to find the courage to show how much I cared. But these cats? They are in-your-face with all the caring. They go to the jungle, sit with the medicine and welcome the transformation. And I am gonna stop saying they, because We are in the same tribe. I’ve been waiting a long time for the world to catch up with my heart. I don’t say that in arrogance, because I know I’m not alone, but this is what all of the work has been for; so we could come together to be this great shift that is Now.
The creative energy cannot be contained here. Art, music, writing, business, dance…all of it, together! Community work spaces have developed. These places are more like work and creative clubs, where people pay a membership fee and get access to art classes, office space and coffee.
There are gatherings after gatherings of people coming together to make stuff! Painting together, eating together, meditating together, singing together, visioning and loving the earth together.
For me, what is so interesting about a city, is the breakdancing backdrop of this movement: the buildings, the projects, the noises, the suits, the trains, the arts, the history, the stress, the pressure - the contrast. I love the contrast. And I love how We rest in the middle of that contrast, holding it all, judging none of it, being all of it.
There is no choosing a side, there is no “the government is doing this to us.” It’s an empowered stance of inclusion that says, “We are the system, and this is how We do it.”
In the land of We, there is no them, because we are all reflections, expressions of the One Spirit. We are two sides of the same coin. Do we really believe this? We do.
THE DIVINE FEMININE
I am seeing The Triple Goddess on fire. I am seeing women unafraid of their power, not holding back so that the insecure man can shine at their expense. Oh no, these women are talented, multifaceted, smart, confident, loving and opening to creating with other women and other men. Busting out. Not just in a Divine Feminine gathering, but out in the world.
Women are coming into the world with their ideas and innovation, and claiming their right to family and relationship. There is no one without the other. The Divine Feminine and Masculine are not separate experiences, they’re an integrated experience with nothing to prove. The tracks have been laid and we are all cruising.
Women are no longer hiding in the shadows, storehouses of Earth’s magic kept under wraps, nor are we fighting for our freedom. We have it. (I understand that I am in the United States where this is possible, but now that it is here, I know it will be possible in places where women do not yet have their freedom.)
We are coming together and singing each other’s praises, loving loudly, and the men are right next to us. The young ones did not grow up with too much sexism, and their vibration is strong. So strong it shifts people just by walking into a room. Does this sound like utopia? It kinda feels like it. Don’t wake me up.
THE DIVINE MASCULINE
The other day, my dear friend here in New York had a meltdown on the street. We were leaving a gathering and a lot of energy had moved through the event. I was holding her while she cried on the street, and when I looked up, what was surrounding us? Two young Indigo men holding space for her, deeply in their hearts. They were sending my friend healing energy in her moment, completely grounded, real and present. They didn’t stop until she was done. Holy shit!
I am seeing The Divine Masculine waking up. It is spectacular. And not just because of their apology videos (which I appreciate), but because they are standing in their power and creating a better world with us. They are laying the bricks of change proactively and not just bitchin’ about the corrupt system, or rebelling with inaction. No, they are conquering new landscapes of love by becoming greater masters of energy, talent and intelligence with the women right next to them.
I see them beginning to watch their sexual energy and let it flow wisely into the world, and into the woman. They are beginning to lead with their hearts, and when they look into the eyes of the Feminine, they are actually seeing and respecting her. And I am fanning my face now, breathe, because I have to say, I support these men, I appreciate these men, these men ignite me like lightening in the void.
The heart is not feminine, every human has one. Love is our birthright and we all can share in this blissful state of living in the heart.
I see relationships in flux in the conscious community. Partners are boldly working through eons of codependent dynamics, walking into the cauldron together and hoping for the best sometimes. We haven’t fully crossed the threshold into the new place with it, and I think it is the hardest work of our times. I’m getting a little break right now, but am in deep gratitude for those couples who are transmuting this energy for the planet.
In some ways this is the last frontier for spiritual people: family and home. To create a home environment that is healthy and happy for our children to grow is the most important and sacred job we all have, and yet it is the most difficult. It hits our core, it hits everything vulnerable about us. Spiritual people like to feel invincible, like superheroes. Relationship makes us oh so human, again and again. The brave ones are not backing down, they are committing deeper, letting their love burn through the fire of their resistance, finding their power in the sacred container of relationship.
I still see men resisting standing in the fire of love, perpetually finding themselves and claiming to save the world while they can’t stand by a woman, but I also see that changing. I still see women blaming men for all the wrongs in their lives and in the world, and I also see that changing.
So, let me cheer you on conscious couples and families who are braving the storm. Your love is the backbone of the New World. I see a profound shift in our future as the results of this deep, transformative work lead us to something we cant quite see yet.
And I will also cheer on the single people who are learning to love themselves and be themselves more fully, and hope to inspire you to brave the storm of relationship when it comes your way.
I hope, in the midst of the uncertainty, pain and confusion in the world at this time, that this has helped you. We are moving from I to We, recognizing the beautiful souls around us who are like minded and hearted. Whatever city or town you live in, there are young ones coming of age, ready to love you.
NEW YORK: AMBITION ORGASM
by CC Treadway
Like most New Yorkers, I love New York, even when I hate it. If you have creativity and ambition, big ambition, then you will find it hard to leave. This creativity could be art, healing, entertainment, law, finance, whatever. All that matters is that you are very, very ambitious about it. You have to want to excel at what you do. If you are not ambitious, you will find New York City utterly unacceptable. New York chooses you as much as you choose her. If she chooses you and you leave, she will find a reason to lure you back. She loves her babies, and if you commit to her rules, you will be rewarded nicely.
I have lived a lot of places. I have loved them all, but New York is my home, and I love her most of all. I was born here, raised here, and I feel more alive here than anywhere else on earth. But what is so special about New York that 9 million people decide to cram in and give it a go?
PARK AVENUE POWER
Recently, when I was still living in Sedona, AZ (the polar opposite of New York and everything she stands for), I came to visit and work in NYC. I was overwhelmed by how amazing the healing work was, the commitment of the clients, the willingness to go into the primordial mud and transform. After a particularly rewarding work day, I strolled on down Park Avenue to take it all in. Opening wide to my experience, I felt this overwhelming surge of energy rip through me. I couldn’t help it, I began to cry, weep actually, in the middle of 25th Street and Park Avenue. It was so strong, so familiar and it pierced my soul. Luckily, no one bothers you in NY if you do weird things.
I was standing in the middle of the concrete jungle I tried so hard to get away from for a better life, so why was my soul being lit on fire? This had to be wrong! Cities were disconnected from Nature and I had claimed my natural life in Sedona! Nevertheless, I had to lean up against a building and be with this stabbing longing.
A few months later, back in Sedona, my fiancée and I broke up. While mutual, I was devastated, shocked and disoriented. I packed up my life in Sedona and drove to California to stay at a friend’s. I needed to make some quick money and did not feel like doing healing work. After one email to an old boss, I was on a plane to begin work in New York City at a post-production company. Upon arriving, I was welcomed back on every level by my community, my old professional life, a sweet, affordable place to live with one of my best friends, and more hugs than I knew what to do with. Things that should have taken months to work out happened in a blink of an eye. Lady Liberty was making it very easy for me to be home.
On my way to a meditation one day, I found myself on Park Avenue in that same spot. The rush started to take me over again. I looked north to the Met Life building, which stands on top of the historic Grand Central Station at 42nd Street. It felt like an energy river was running through me. I had to know what was happening. So I turned on my third eye vision. What I saw was amazing. Streaming down Park Avenue was a current of ideas, creativity, drive, excitement, music, concepts and everything else you could think of. I was having an ambition orgasm. I could feel the current traveling through all the train lines that feed into Grand Central Station, carrying with them the hopes and dreams that light this city up, and then spread out into the world.
As I turned my focus upwards I saw huge beings, the guardians of New York City. Oh my GOD, they were amazing. They were huge, powerful, sky scraping giants that monitor and protect this current. They acknowledged me with a nod as I stood there with my mouth open. Their energy was of pure power, integrity and vision. They were not all about the love-dovey, but they weren’t cold. Just taking what they did very seriously, like a lot of New Yorkers.
I stood there absorbing it for a long time. Deep appreciation for their work welled up inside me. After living in an ambition deprivation tank for two years, I was floored at how Mother Earth and these beings were working together to support us, and to control this wild, powerhouse of an energy stream. The energy is all Mother Earth’s, we just naively step into it and give it our best shot. The guardians were called in to help us so we don’t all go insane, thankfully. It’s a good system, although many still are crazy.
Standing on that road, I feel like I am connected to humanity around the world. I feel like my ideas are received, and then transmitted, I feel important. Living out in the boonies I felt invisible, and tried to convince myself that I didn’t need recognition. But here, on Park and 25th, I know I am a part of the great civilization we have created today: for better or for worse. I know that I need to be here to gracefully bring my gifts to the world. Make no mistake, what we have created on this planet, no matter how separate from Nature we have gotten, is a gift from God. We are all perfect creations, made from Love.
I could feel the neutrality in this current and it helped me see I was done with the separatist attitude of making civilization wrong and making everything close to nature right. That was exhausting, and it was the governing energy for me in Sedona. I wanted both. I wanted civilization, art, music, words, ideas, finance, growth and I want a garden and eco-friendly everything. YES. I want to barter and make tons of money. YES. I want to sit and listen to the trees for hours, and then work till I drop. YES. In this current of energy, YES was everywhere, booming through my desires.
This was before the meditation on the New Moon solar eclipse on January 4th, 2011. Needless to say the meditation was off the charts. Later, I had a conversation with a beautiful indigo starchild, Filip Klein, and I was sharing with him my experiences on Park Avenue. He let me finish and then said, “So, get ready, the shaman I study with told me that the major ley line that runs through New York comes from upstate, then flows down into Grand Central, down Park Avenue to Wall Street, one of the largest energy vortexes in the world. That vortex is like a huge antenna that broadcasts to the world.” How’s that for confirmation?
I HEART NY
I don’t like to think of myself as having a boss, or as anyone else being in charge of me, but I knew why Lady Liberty beckoned me back. I was ready for bigger things and she wanted to help me, and loves it when I help her. It’s not because I am a chosen one and I need to be here to save her, we are ALL gifts. It’s because I am so fired up by what I do that I need the help of the greatest guardians, and some of the most powerful energy of the world, and she supports that. I couldn’t do it by myself.
I am a New York baby, I am committed to this place, and I care about her deeply. And now that I have lived in Nature for two years, deeply in love with both a partner and the desert, my relationship to the bedrock here has evolved, softened, and matured. While I may be traveling, dare I say, even moving again, she is here for me now, exactly when I needed her most, as she has always been. And so I honor her, bow to her, serve her and thank her for this support.