Timing

I am certain you have heard the expression, “timing is everything.” Well; it sorta is.

You could work very hard to till the soil; amend it with compost; erect a sturdy fence; etc., etc.; but if you plant your tomatoes here in Roanoke in November, you will not be harvesting come February; they are going to die. Do the same thing in May, and by August you will find your tomato bliss.

The only difference? Timing.

Today, Wednesday, February 2, is a New Moon (in Aquarius). The most auspicious time for starting anything; for creating. Whether it is planting a new thought, a new venture; or simply hitting your personal “reset” button.

And as the dark Moon slowly grows with each passing day, what we have seeded; in our consciousness, in our lives, comes to fruition at the Full Moon. Maybe not completion, though in some cases, yes. Look to the symbols that will develop around that Full Moon (Friday, February 18, as the Sun moves into Pisces) to see what you have planted.

And, again – remember. As Goswami Kriyananda reminds us, this is the Garden of God. Whatsoever we sow is what we reap. If you don’t like what you have been harvesting lately, don’t curse the bounty. Whatever it is, you earned it, be it positive or negative from your point of view.

If you wish to receive something different, you must begin at the planting stage; remembering to nurture and feed that which you wish to grow.

Still not sure what to plant? Maybe you want THIS or maybe you want THAT? Stop flipping through the seed catalogs and looking at the pretty pictures; turn your attention inward; and discern: what do I REALLY want to do; to create?

Look at the world around you; look at the world at large; things are getting crazy, and will get crazier; find your inner peace, your inner balance, your inner strength NOW.

Turn, Turn, Turn
[words-adapted from The Bible, book of Ecclesiastes
music-Pete Seeger]

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late