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Meditations

A meander through the holidays and DADT

By Julie Gillis, 11:11AM, Wed. Dec. 29, 2010

Meditations

Last week was the Solstice, a lunar eclipse (not seen in its timing and so forth for 566 years). Though I saw only clouds at 1am, I still made a meditational wish on that cusp of astrological change.

I've been thinking about DADT and its repeal and the idea of new coming from old. Light coming from dark. So forgive me as I meander, theme-wise, after the jump.

I don't hold much faith in faith, per se. I'm mostly agnostic, because heck, why not? Maybe there is something bigger and broader and sharper and more amazing than anything our human pea-brains could come up with, god-like and mighty. My religion of choice as a kid was some good old-fashioned protestantism with an over-zealous dash of New Age/Wiccan Wisdom mixed in, and golly (my inner twelve-year-old says not giving one shit how overly earnest it makes me seem) aren't crystals cool? That inner pre-teen was pretty psyched about the lunar eclipse and even got up at 1am to see it.

I tend also to not have much faith in humanity, though I also have the utmost faith in people, if that makes any sense at all. Though given the events of the past few days, maybe I don't. Or maybe it's the other way around. I'm not sure. I just know that people are fucking complicated and individuals often get things right, or want to, but groups and eras and clumps of humanity often get caught up in the bigger meta waves of power, influence, overwhelm and we wind up with a 17-year stretch of discrimination that a majority of the American people don't want.

Seems to me like we are on a swing, on a slow shift back towards light after being in the dark.

I'm not the only one to think that. See this astrological viewpoint on our beautiful lunar eclipse last night, courtesy of the Washington Post.

Maybe it's all a bunch of hooey, yeah? But maybe not. Maybe the pendulum is swinging back, bit by bit with individuals all pushing for human rights, some loudly and some absolutely silently, allies all to a future where men and women and all on the spectrum in-between will be able to come out of the dark and into the light and just be. Just live, love, fight, serve their country, tend their children, go to work, and none of us will think about "how they are" only who. And where we all realize that we must take care of each other, must be gentle with each other, must treat each other with tenderness, respect, and honor.

That's my solstice prayer, and even though all I could see were cloudy skies and even though there are dark times, I've got faith that that change is coming.

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