Transitional Discernment

Who do we invite this me to be today, here and now planning for our next re-arising era toward death's patient resolution, graceful resonance? Is there some supermagical meaning in more recent unfortunate events capable of reading mystical tea leaves, the web of palms rooted in life's soul of Time, in some way that would tip us toward discarding memories of subsistence economies, shortages of political value, insufficient wealth of health, to transform some new placed time into nirvana, a WinWin home for all with sensory full-conscious challenges, suffering, marginalization, poverty, over-fueled wilting? What is distinct about your full-Yang vocation, embedded in our co-operating polypathic mission?