With the intensity of the cosmic play by play of this Capricorn season, who needs Netflix? Throughout time we have sought actors to reflect the emotions we desire to access within our own hearts. Theater can bring us into these depths we haven’t known or perhaps have hidden far away. In this moment now, our personal truth is on center stage, asking for our attention and to stay tuned for what it has to say.

We are one family. Yes, presently that is smoke from Australia burning up in flames, bringing tears to our eyes. Past: It is the residue of our beloved rainforest in ash form. Future: that scorched earth over there…we used to call that California.

There is something extraordinary in that we can literally change, transform, and shed psychological skins to be renewed incessantly throughout a lifetime. How many lives have you lived until now? When you reflect on your recent past, do you relate to yourself? As you were a few months ago? What has changed inside of you?

Everything in its right place… water in the bathtub not flooding the floor, fire cooking the food not burning down the house. There is a time to wait, to sit and be still, to meditate and go in. And there are other times when we dare not wait because if we do, we miss the mark completely…or rather set ourselves up for near disaster.

Everything. From our inner peace to a piece of land, what was once fertile ground is now in a state of desertification. I just finished watching my brother Ryland and the crew of Kiss The Ground’s long-awaited and perfectly timed documentary*. Following the pre-screen viewing, I am left with a sensation of possibility and rebirth amidst the dire straits of these times we barely know we are inherently facing.