Beach Hendrix aka the Magic Island Cat who remotely resembles our very own #TheKittyHendrixExperience / Shot on fujix100f
I’m a cusper. Or so it would seem as that checks many boxes, each holding an All of the Above multiple choice vibe of their own:
Born just shy of the cusp of Taurus/Gemini or truly in the cusp depending on what you consult
A mixed-kid w/too long a genetic backstory if we dive into anecdotes vs DNA testing to tell other than summarizing it as I’m half Asian, Southeast Asian, Pacific Island and the other half European
but in terms of cultural, that’s at least fifteen other essaysEither at the end of Gen X, clearly Y, early Millenial, lost generation, and/or my personal favorite, Geriatric Millenial (a thought experiment of starting a brand named as such could be quite the fun - t-shirts and hands plus half skinny, super baggy, carrot denim coming soon…)
And I was almost a double Religion/Political Science major
but I really just needed to graduate so I didn’t finish up the Political Science though I did work in politics for 3 years so you know, let’s imagine a world where real-life experience counts towards honorary degrees and yeah, as we said in the Census - Count it!
soul what is with all this in between?
In my last session with my therapist, as we talked about the different ebbs and flows of life and when we can trend toward feeling in a state of limbo. Hearing that, despite feeling such limbo myself, a part of me was elated as I found the learning of identifying this feeling to be rewarding as I seek to move more harmoniously through life.
I also very much, yes, indeed, thank you very muchas gracias seek to have a greater understanding of who, what, where, when, why, and how am I. In order to cultivate holistic wealth-being and IMO to truly serve others, we must understand all facets of the diamond that is our very own Human + Being.
Each day wake up, you’ve got a new conscious(ness), you see. - Adya
Despite the expansion of consciousness, the journey is not necessarily understood in linear fashion. It’s alot more like collecting different puzzle pieces. The pieces might be collected in chronological order but the part of the picture that each helps to complete could fall all across the board.
And sometimes, shoot, probably all too often, we have to be willing to go back to the board, and start fresh.
While watching the current season of Yellowjackets, SPOILER - YOU’VE BEEN WARNED - there’s an episode where the main characters all reconnect in the Here & Now and it’s apparent that the past, a past they wish to keep in said past, is finding ways to manifest now in the lead up to this point.
Hmmm, I guess that’s not much a spoiler. Or maybe it is. Turns out they didn’t eat Nancy. Or did they?
I’ve thought about how all of the shadows of the past fits now. It helps me to rethink the past, when it comes to not only traumas that we may have been, but also the triumps in chapters where I did great service, lived my best life.
A teaching I’ve long reflected on goes something like we must learn to ride the tiger through the peaks and valleys of the journey. The great and best are the peaks and there are far more valleys…
But what can we mine from those peaks and manifest again, albeit applying the additional wisdom that the journey continues to pay off in seasons of life dividends so the experience of the valley is perhaps more fulfilling?
In a world of extremes, we need the middle. And all of us, at some point, live at the turn of the page.
soul what does it mean to find that middle? To be on the cusp?
It means too more than I can write to get a satisfactory mark but I’ll do my best to summarize what I’ve pondered thus far.
To be on the cusp means that we walk in the middle of polar worlds and opposing forces. We embody multiple identities, not because we want to, but because it’s whole we are and we have the innate ability to simultaneously bring all of those different ways of being together in unity because the experience of such divide taps our ability to see.
That Flesh, Blood, and Bone, with Spirit Interweaved, which The Simple Voice spoke of to many soul long ago and Here + Now abides, that’s the thread that fills the space between all the things.
That’s what it means to be a cusper. It’s not limbo. It’s Happy Hour. Shit’s not popping off but you get the same great taste at the best price.
When we stand in the middle, we not only view the world differently, we recognize the the possibilities, we breathe the inspiration in order to inspire what others cannot because that’s just it - they cannot.
We are the bond, the link, and the interlaced hands that tie the divide. We can translate the unseen because the middle is like a third eye.
And as pro-cusp a rallying cry we’re closing on here, the secret is, really, that’s all of us.
Not just the ones living for Happy Hour at Limbo’s Lounge. We all have on the cusp experiences. We need only open our eyes to embrace the beauty that can be change.
I know, change, meh, right?!
Or is it eh? Perhaps, yay?
Only the new consciousness of the morrow, and the next cusp, can tell.
Soul be well.