...on the cliff... the tree is on the cliff... and the wind blows heavy in the direction of down... of leaning over... of the possible drop...
...it is hard to see the card at this time of day... after being in the presence of a fierce sun all day... even as i sat in shade... even as i crawled the slivers along the ecovillage in construction...
...the chariot... a chariot is in ancient greece... is ridden by the gods... by jupiter... also known as zeus... it is ridden by warriors leading the call to war... it is the meeting place of philosophy and spirituality as is the case for krsna and arjuna...
...the chariot is taking charge... embracing the war... rolling straight into it with all the heartbeat this drums... as possibility of death, capture, amputation, lynching, torture, loss all meld here... are all possible... the stakes are more than this job or that... this state or that state... do i move here or there... it is will i be inside a 4 x 3 walking in my own feces...?...
...this is the case though for those we choose to turn away from those who we in the west... we like me... who don't have to think about it... who could hear the news of the mass imprisonments in egypt, the right wing hindu militias in india, the pinochet-esque ruling marauders of brazil... and switch to a talk by teal swan or kate stillman or whoever your guy is...
...the chariot... getting on the chariot means that to be okay with your deepest Truth to Really pursue it will mean high stakes... give up the 6 figures for possibly no figures... give up the face of cool for the face of public enemy... give up the nonchalance for rejection...
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