Wizard's Weekly Wrap-Up: Carney, Cold as Ice, Coherence, and the New World Rising
Carney’s Clarity, Trump's Tantrums, Minnesota Murders, and the Portal Between Worlds: The Week That Was January 18-24, 2026
This week, a portal cracked between worlds, offering a crossroads: step forward into the unknown with coherence and courage, or dig in, plant a flag, and declare loyalty to the rubble. In a great sorting of souls, one world screamed, clung, and crowned itself king, while the other spoke the truth softly, and walked into the future.
The week began, as many weeks now do, with the continued slow-motion implosion of the United States of America, as Trump’s DOJ announced yet another bogus criminal investigation, this time of Minnesota Governor Tim Walz and Minneapolis Mayor Jacob Frey for allegedly “impeding law enforcement” after the administration flooded their state with federal agents - which is legalese for not cooperating aggressively enough while we violated everyone’s civil rights.
ICE agents have been reported loitering around schools, intimidating children, and in one particularly dystopian episode, using a five-year-old preschooler as bait to get someone inside his house to open the door. The child and his father - who are in the U.S. legally with an active asylum case - were then transferred from Minnesota to a detention facility in Texas.
ICE agents were also seen spraying chemical irritants directly into the face of a man already pinned to the ground, and video circulated of Customs and Border Protection chief Greg Bovino casually throwing tear gas at peaceful protesters like he was tossing breadcrumbs to pigeons.
ICE has also been forcing entry into homes under the authority of a little-known memo signed last year by acting ICE director Todd Lyons, that says agents can use internal administrative warrants instead of judicial warrants to break into people’s houses. A small footnote, you may recall, called the Fourth Amendment.
One of those homes belonged to ChongLy “Scott” Thao, a 56-year-old naturalised U.S. citizen. ICE agents reportedly entered without presenting a judicial warrant, dragged him outside at gunpoint in sub-freezing temperatures wearing only underwear, sandals and a blanket, while his young grandson watched, and after reportedly holding him for hours during a search for two other people who didn’t live there, they released him without apology, explanation, or charges.
Brooklyn Park police chief Mark Bruley told reporters that his department was receiving constant complaints about civil rights violations by ICE. In one case, agents stopped an off-duty police officer of colour, demanded her paperwork - she is a U.S. citizen - held her at gunpoint, and knocked her phone out of her hand when she tried to film the interaction. They only left when she identified herself as a police officer.
A U.S. District Judge in Minneapolis stepped in, prohibiting ICE from retaliating against peaceful protesters or using pepper spray or “less-lethal” weapons on them, and from following or detaining people based on their vehicles. This came as the Hennepin County Medical Examiner officially ruled the death of Renee Good - shot by a federal ICE agent earlier this year - a homicide.
None of this, however, slowed anything down.
As the House passed a $64 billion DHS funding bill allocating another $10 billion to ICE and sent it off to the Senate for voting, internal documents show plans to spend up to $50 million on jail space and a private transfer hub in Minnesota to process detainees from five states, ICE quietly landed this week in Portland and in Lewiston-Auburn, Maine, where it claims to have 1,400 “targets” for arrest.
In response to it all, tens of thousands of people took to the subzero cold streets in Minneapolis and across Minnesota as workers, businesses, and faith leaders joined a one-day “economic blackout,” stepping away from work and commerce in a rare act of collective civil resistance.
Seemingly aware that ICE’s lawlessness in Minnesota was beginning to reflect poorly on the administration (ya think!), Vice President J.D. Vance went on a nationwide tour to calm the optics, admitting that “of course there have been mistakes” while reassuring the public that “99% of our officers are doing everything right.” He also offered this gem: “You don’t turn the Titanic around overnight.” The comment immediately went viral because the Titanic, as history recalls, did not turn around at all. It sank after a run-in with ice, which - ironically - is exactly what the Trump administration is doing right now, in the wake of yet another murder at the hands of federal ICE agents.
On Saturday, 37-year old Alex Jeffrey Pretti - a resident of south Minneapolis and an ICU nurse - was shot and killed by federal ICE agents after he intervened to help a woman who was being shoved. Multiple videos from the scene show agents rushing him, spraying him with pepper spray, wrestling him to the ground, and then multiple shots being fired as he was pinned. A federal agent appears to remove a firearm from Pretti’s waistband during the struggle. After he was dead, the agents walked away, apparently making no effort to preserve the crime scene, which people on the street later tried to secure by walling it off with trash bins.
In the wake of the killing - which many online are referring to as “an execution” - DHS Secretary Kristi Noem took to a podium to offer her version of what went down, a version that stood in stark contrast to what witnesses and footage appear to show. Senate Judiciary Committee chair Dick Durbin called for her to testify before Congress, and Democratic Senator Catherine Cortez Masto, who would traditionally vote for the appropriations bill to fund DHS, said she will vote against the House’s $10 billion ICE funding bill, meaning it will now likely fail.
Governor Tim Walz finally activated the National Guard to assist Minnesotans. “Enough is enough,” a weary and worn Walz said at a press conference. “We can't live like this….I’ll continue to plead and ask you for peace and I know the answer is, ‘You ask us for peace, and we give it, and we get shot in the face on the streets coming out of a doughnut shop.’ We cannot give them what they want.”
But who knows at this time what Trump actually wants. In the space of a week, he told reporters that “If Canada can get a trade deal with China, they should do that,” before reversing course days later to warn that “If Canada makes a deal with China, it will immediately be hit with a 100% tariff.” Statements are made confidently one day, contradicted the next, with no visible thread of policy continuity connecting them. The illusion of strategic governance has faded, and what’s left looks increasingly like reactive improvisation - each new declaration sent to chase the last one off the front page. And beneath the pile of noise sits the one story that refuses to stay buried, no matter how many distractions are thrown into the air: Jeffrey Epstein.
In Congress, the House Oversight Committee this week voted to hold Bill and Hillary Clinton in contempt for defying subpoenas in the Epstein investigation - a political stunt disguised as justice, but one that might just backfire spectacularly because any contempt charge would trigger discovery that would require the full release of the Epstein files - the ones that Trump’s DOJ is already more than a month late in handing over, in clear violation of the law. It’s the political equivalent of shouting “checkmate” without noticing you’ve walked into a trap. The Clintons may be many things, but stupid isn’t one of them. Well played, Bill and Hill. Well played.
Seemingly running out of ways to distract from Epstein with domestic carnage, Trump’s focus this year has been wreaking havoc worldwide, first by invading Venezuela before setting his sights on Greenland. This week, he announced tariffs on all goods from countries “protecting” Greenland - starting at 10%, rising to 25% by midyear - until a “Complete and Total purchase” of the island is secured, basically declaring economic war against Denmark, Sweden, Norway, Germany, France, Finland, the Netherlands, and the UK. Because it’s real smart politics to sanction your allies.
Seemingly descending into total madness, Trump posted a series of AI-generated images to social media - one of world leaders sitting obediently at his desk under a giant U.S. flag draped across all of North America, plus Canada, Greenland, and Venezuela, and another of Trump, Vance, and Rubio posing on an arctic tundra, raising a U.S. flag above a sign reading: “GREENLAND – US TERRITORY EST. 2026.”
But the insanity didn’t stop there.
He posted private messages from NATO’s Secretary General and Emmanuel Macron (diplomacy is for losers), and then gave a chaotic hours-long press conference, waving around a binder labeled “ACCOMPLISHMENTS” - which he promptly threw on the floor - before ranting (again) about the Nobel Peace Prize, calling former special counsel Jack Smith “a deranged sick son of a b*tch,” and generally losing what little remained of his grip on reality.
Oh, and while all this was happening, the U.S. officially withdrew from the World Health Organization, stiffing it on $278 million in unpaid dues. Totally normal. Nothing to see here.
The moment the world collectively reached for grandpa’s car keys was when news broke of a deranged letter Trump sent to Norway - apparently still confused about the difference between Norway and Denmark - complaining that he didn’t win the Nobel Peace Prize, justifying his Greenland crusade by saying “we had boats landing there also,” and claiming that NATO should hand it over to him “for security reasons.” It was truly and deeply unhinged. Critics called for the 25th Amendment to be invoked, while journalist Garrett Graff summed it up best: this is what it looks like when a superpower dies by suicide because no one has the guts to stop the Mad King.
As protests erupted across Denmark and Greenland in defiance of Trump’s imperial tantrum, the European Council and European Union issued a firm joint statement saying they would remain open to dialogue with the U.S., but they stood squarely behind Denmark. Lawmakers also made it clear they would not ratify the trade deal Trump signed last July, and some began floating a “trade bazooka” - tariffs, sanctions, and investment restrictions aimed at punishing the U.S. for its coercive tactics.
This was the backdrop as world leaders descended on Davos for the annual World Economic Forum, where a visibly exhausted Trump - with mysterious bruising on the back of his other hand now - rambled in angry free association like a man who hadn’t slept or spoken to reality in weeks. He confused Greenland for Iceland four separate times during a bizarre speech about NATO dignitaries, claiming: “They used to call me daddy. Right? Smart man said, ‘He’s our daddy. He’s running it.’”
The performance was unhinged - racist, incoherent, and ultimately hollow - by the end of which he lived up to his TACO monicker (Trump Always Chickens Out) by walking back his threats of a Greenland invasion by claiming a “very productive” meeting with NATO’s Secretary General had produced “the framework for a deal.” But there was no deal, just a blustery backpedal painted as a power move. As Tom Nichols of The Atlantic aptly said: “Something is deeply wrong with him.”
Undeterred, Trump swiftly pivoted to his next brazen grift - the unveiling of a new international body he calls the Board of Peace, supposedly to oversee postwar reconstruction starting with Gaza, but really his own nasty little version of the United Nations. In reality, it’s more like a cartoon villain’s vanity project: Trump as permanent chair, sole interpreter of the rules, and collector of a $1 billion membership fee. Think Doctor Evil, but tackier.
He even held a signing ceremony at Davos, surrounded by a handful of leaders mostly from autocratic or semi-authoritarian states across the Middle East, Africa, and Latin America. Western democracies gave it a hard pass with France, the UK, and Germany all refusing to participate, calling out the board’s shady structure and total bypassing of global norms.
And just when it seemed like Trump’s axis of ego might stagger forward, in walked Canadian Prime Minister Mark Carney with a speech that cut through the noise like a tuning fork. Calm, clear, and quietly historic, Carney offered a vision not of domination, but cooperation. Not empires, but networks. Not the U.S. at the centre, but a table big enough for everyone - especially the middle powers.
While Trump barked about ownership, Carney spoke about stewardship. While one pitched flags into frozen tundra, the other offered a blueprint for planetary coherence. His speech didn’t just respond to the chaos - it rose above it, echoing something deeper and older that’s already stirring in the field. It was the kind of leadership you don’t shout about - you feel it. He didn’t try to dominate the moment. He quietly named it, and the world stood up and clapped.
In the space of one week we’ve seen the hope of the growing light on display in Davos, while something far darker played out on the streets of Minneapolis. On one side of the world, a man was shot dead in the street by federal agents, leaving citizens grieving, angry, and shaken, while on the other side, on a snow-covered mountain across the Atlantic, a different story unfolded: one not about force, but about coherence. Not about domination, but about stewardship.
We are being asked, right now, to hold both. To witness the horror without letting it define the future, and to recognize the noise of what is breaking down, while learning to listen for the quieter sound of what is trying to be born. What we choose to amplify in moments like this matters, not because the suffering isn’t real - it is - but because the future is not built from the loudest scenes of breakdown, but from the quieter signals of what is trying to emerge.
The words spoken in Davos and the shots fired in Minnesota this week are all markers of the same thing - a clear break in the old spell that has long held the world together. We are seeing the folly of the notion that might always makes right, and that order must always come at the expense of truth. The world is waking up, not peacefully and serenely, but woken like a shock. That’s what the spell breaking actually feels like, and if you listen beneath the noise, you can already hear what’s next.
So if you’re asking what’s really moving under the headlines - what this moment means, what it’s asking of you, and what to do if you’re starting to feel like you’re losing your grip - then keep reading.
The story is just beginning. And it’s not the loudest one that matters.
SLet’s make meaning of the madness,
Trace the architecture beneath the chaos,
And walk forward with eyes open,
Tuned to the clarity blooming beneath collapse.
**The cosmic insights shared here are mapped to the real movements of the heavens during the past week. If you want to know more about planetary pattern recognition, read about it here**
The First Gate: Trump’s Freefall, Carney’s Coherence
This was a landmark week historically, both on the ground and in the sky. For a world that’s getting used to living through unprecedented times, it may have felt like just another swirl in the news cycle, but in the years to come when we look back, this week will be circled in red. Historians will revisit it and spiritual teachers will point to it as the week a portal opened between the old world and the new; where some stepped through with grace and clarity, while others pitched their tents in the rubble and crowned themselves kings of the collapse.
Yes, the horrific events in Minnesota will be remembered through time - the names Renee Good and Alex Pretti will be uttered by our descendants and touted as heroes when they reflect on these dark days. We’ll address that in full - the rage, the injustice, and what we’re supposed to do with it - but first, there was another moment (more hopeful, less horrific, but no less meaningful) that will be remembered alongside it that we must unpack; the events that unfurled this week in Davos, the remote Swiss resort town better known for ski chalets and sanatoriums, but where this week global elites gathered for their annual migration. For more than fifty years, the World Economic Forum has drawn presidents, prime ministers, central bankers, UN officials, corporate titans, and media influencers to chart the course of global order. But this year, the sky had other plans.
On January 20, like a sequence of tumblers falling into place, the planetary energies clicked, opened, and shifted, opening an unprecedented cosmic portal.
As a barrage of private jets and entourages descended upon the sleepy, snow-covered town, the Sun moved into the sign of Aquarius - a sign associated with the collective, shared systems, and the tension between power and the people - and it did so loudly, hurling the charged plasma of a powerful X-class solar flare straight toward Earth’s magnetic field, triggering a severe solar radiation storm, the strongest in more than two decades.
At the same time, Mars, the god of will, aligned with both Uranus and Saturn in the space of a single morning - bridging chaos and order, revolution and responsibility - and then joined the Sun, along with Mercury and Pluto, all in the sign of Aquarius. Charging through the outer planets in rapid succession - the ones that govern systems, structure, illusion, and power - Mars was doing something entirely unprecedented; testing, almost striking, as if to ask can this actually hold? It was practically operatic, as if the universe was declaring, “Now.”
Mars opened a portal - the first of four cosmic gates humanity will be asked to walk this year - designed to test the engine and flush out suppressed aggression, outdated dominance structures, and expose the difference between brute force and true leadership. Each gate will offer a threshold - one this month, one in February, another in April and another in July - and each one will expose the difference between domination and leadership, control and coherence, illusion and truth. To read more about the four gates, you can click the article below:
As the first portal opened this week, two parallel stories unfolded in Davos, right alongside one another - one of the dying world, and the other of the one being born. One of what we’re walking towards as we cross the threshold, and one of what we’re leaving behind.
Leading the way through the first gate was Canadian Prime Minister Mark Carney - former central banker turned climate advocate, policy heavyweight, and, this week, unexpected prophet, offering a speech at Davos that wasn’t just good, but future-coded. Without fanfare or venom, he laid out the quiet but radical thesis of a world no longer ruled by might but by meaning, where economic success is no longer measured by extractive wealth, but by coherence, between markets and morals, prosperity and planet, growth and governance. His speech echoed the future the stars lay out in detail, one that won’t be led by empires of dominance, but by networks of alignment. Carney, knowingly or not, spoke directly into that vision - not attacking the old world but simply rendering it obsolete, offering the clearest example of what real leadership looks like in the transition: not chest-beating, but world-building.
From the other side of the crumbling stage came the theatre of Trump, bearing bruised hands, looking like death warmed up, offering slurred speech and incoherent lie-filled rants, and announcing a surreal “Board of Peace” selling access to dictators like it’s a Mar-a-Lago raffle. If Carney whispered the future, Trump screamed the past in a depraved demonstration of decay; the desperate hallucination of a king with no kingdom, naming himself sovereign of a world rapidly slipping from his grip.
While Carney painted a stately picture of planetary cooperation, Trump assembled a fantasy league of strongmen who only signed up because they sensed the end too, and are scrambling for protection from a collapsing order.
These two stories ran side by side this week; one a mirage getting louder as it vanishes, the other still forming, still tender, but undeniably rising.
We passed through the first cosmic gate, and what we saw on the other side wasn’t just new politics, but a new frequency; the frequency of the future that speaks softly, moves wisely, and builds what the old world can’t even imagine. It doesn’t dominate, it aligns. It doesn’t conquer, it builds. It doesn’t fight for the crown, but dissolves the throne entirely.
While one world gasped for air, this week another quietly found its voice.
A New Kind of Power
It’s rare to see a leader stand before the most powerful people in the world and tell the unvarnished truth. Not just the technical truth about climate collapse or capital markets, but the moral truth that the system that created our current crisis cannot deliver us from it.
That’s what Mark Carney did at Davos this week, quietly but unequivocally declaring that the age of dominance is over. Without slogans, without scapegoats, he called time on the empire of extraction and invited the world to imagine something new.
“For those of us who came of age in the long boom,” Carney explained, “in the benign environment of the Great Moderation, we need to recognise the end of an age. The economic order that was born of Bretton Woods and matured in Washington is now being dismantled.”
“We are in the midst of a rupture, not a transition,” he said. His voice didn’t tremble, but something inside the old world did.
“We are taking the sign out of the window,” he said, referencing the quiet dismantling of the postwar economic storefront - the polite fiction that the old rules-based order is still open for business. “We know the old order is not coming back. We shouldn’t mourn it.”
Carney wasn’t predicting collapse - he was announcing acceptance by naming the moment when the West stops pretending the building isn’t already condemned.
“The powerful have their power,” Carney said. “But we have something, too - the capacity to stop pretending, to name reality, to build our strength at home and act together…..We are in a new world, and we need a new understanding of how it works.”
In place of dominance, he called for a new system - one built not on force, but on shared values, mutual accountability, and long-range design. He spoke of trust, of legitimacy, of global solidarity. “This is not naive multilateralism,” he assured. “It’s building coalitions that work - issue by issue, with partners who share enough common ground to act together.”
He even dared to challenge the West’s mythology of moral superiority, naming the hypocrisy of nations who push austerity abroad while bailing out billionaires at home. “You cannot live within the lie of mutual benefit through integration, when integration becomes the source of your subordination,” he mused. “A values vacuum is being filled not by universal rights, but by narrow interests.”
He didn’t call out the United States by name, but he didn’t need to. His speech cracked open the quiet consensus that’s ruled the world for a century: that American dominance equals global order. That dollar supremacy equals moral supremacy. That force equals stability. That era, he said, is over. What replaces it will be decided by the courage of our choices now.
“The global south wants a new global financial system. One that is open and rules-based. Not rules designed in Washington and imposed on the rest.”
In an auditorium usually reserved for polite self-congratulation, Carney cracked the facade. Without invoking the spiritual, he gestured toward planetary coherence - a new organising principle for the world. One rooted in trust, legitimacy, and mutual accountability, not just interest rates and balance sheets.
“We need to recognize that the system that brought us here is not fit for the future we face.”
That was the real rupture. Not that he diagnosed a failing system, but that he said it, there, in Davos, to that room, on the mountain of the old gods. As if to say: your gods are gone, and the new world is watching.
From Dominance to Design
There are echoes here - deep, metaphysical echoes - of the next century as written in the map in the sky. The next hundred years will not be shaped by the old structures falling but by the emergence of new structures with higher integrity. Structures that can carry coherence across borders, between systems, and into futures we haven’t yet dared to name.
What Carney named this week is the same shift the stars have been pointing us to. An emerging new world run not by domination, but design. Not by enforcement, but alignment. Not by ego, but ecology.
In Carney’s language: a transition from “legitimacy through might” to “legitimacy through meaning.” In the language of the sky: from Pluto in Capricorn (the age of systemic control) to Pluto in Aquarius (the age of distributed power and structural evolution).
Carney is no populist prophet. He didn’t march into Davos with fire, but with frequency, his words carrying critique and coherence as, perhaps the first time in that space, someone didn’t reinforce the delusion, but boldly named its expiry. The scaffolding of the old is no longer self-sustaining. The spell is breaking - right on cue - as the planets deliver the confirmation and the second gate of 2026 begins to open.
At the end of February, we will arrive at the Genesis Reset - the moment Saturn and Neptune meet at the first degree of Aries. A once-in-a-lifetime convergence at the zodiac’s ignition point. The final sign meets the first. The dissolution meets the blueprint. The dream meets the flame.
This is not just a transit. It is the locking-in of a new frequency. And from this point forward, anything built on the old will lose its energetic scaffolding. Institutions running on fear, hierarchy, extraction, or illusion will begin to subtly short-circuit. The invisible code upholding them will start to unravel. But that which is built on the new frequency - the frequency of integrity, interconnection, and heart - will begin to thrive.
This is the real revolution. It’s quiet - much quieter than the noise of what’s collapsing. And that’s how this new world will rise. It will not be the loudest voice in the room, because that voice belongs to the wounded animal, cornered and afraid, lashing out as it senses its time is up.
We will know the new world rising not by how loud it is, but by how aligned it feels.
Donald Trump’s incessant ranting - online, in person, everywhere, all the time - is not a sign of his strength but the harbinger of his demise. His threats against Greenland - or was it Iceland, who knows? - are as hollow as his mind and as doomed as his arteries. His taunts, his lies, his performative lawlessness are not warnings of what’s to come, but omens of what’s leaving. Don’t be fooled by the volume. The old world will be loud as it collapses. That’s not prophecy - it’s panic.
Ignore the noise - it’s not a sign of things to come, but as a marker of what’s heading out the door. True strength doesn’t need to announce itself with a fanfare - it just blooms and grows, steadfast in its own knowing.
And so is the way of the emerging new world.
Listen to it quietly rising.
The New Leaders of the New World
Carney’s voice caught the world’s attention this week, because what he said wasn’t just words for the mind, but it landed in our hearts. The world didn’t just hear it - the world felt it. That’s the difference between the old world and the new - one was built for the mind, while what’s rising is made for the heart. One was gripped by those who perform power, the new will be guided by the few who actually hold it with integrity.
This week, Carney modeled a new kind of leadership: principled, moral, pragmatic, and clear. He didn’t rely on charisma or try to sell us a brand - he simply spoke the truth, the kind that makes you sit up straighter, not because you’re afraid, but because you’re ready. He may not be a perfect human - there is no such thing - but what he embodied this week was a new kind of human, one who leads with the promise of light, without weaponising the threat of darkness.
That’s the new archetype emerging on Earth - not the warrior or the emperor, but the custodian. The one who stewards change with care, courage, and coherence. That’s what Carney embodied this week, and there will be more like him now he has opened the door.
The journey through this first portal was a pressure test - to see who is fit to prosper in the rising new reality. We all now get to choose which path we follow. Will we set up camp with Trump and his cronies, devouring the remains of the dying world, or will we pick up our torch and follow the likes of Carney, walking boldly into the new world with our hearts on fire?
For so long, we lived in a rigged world - one where the system was fixed, and our only job was to survive its consequences. That framework is now dissolving.
The future will not be decided by the strong, but by the aligned.
Not by the rich, but by the clear.
Not by those who shout, but by those who build.
And this week - on a snow-covered mountaintop - someone finally named it. This is not a return to order, it is a return to meaning, and this week Mark Carney led the way.
Witnessing the Collapse
As much as we can tune to the new world rising, we must also live through the old world’s collapse, and it’s hard to have one foot in the new and another in the old - it is challenging to be the bridge between what’s dying and what’s being born.
What many people are struggling with right now as the old world collapses is not indifference, but grief, rage, and a deep nervous-system revolt against witnessing the horrors of a dying world without a clear lever to pull. We felt it when Renee Good was killed by an ICE agent at the start of the year, and when news broke of the massacre playing out in Iran, and now again, with yet another killing by ICE agents, gunning down Alex Pretti on the streets of Minneapolis. And that’s just this month’s horrors - for years now we’ve been holding grief for Gaza, Ukraine, Sudan, Congo and the list goes on….It’s almost too much to hold.
When violence erupts in our streets and across the globe, when authorities overreach, and when regimes brutalise their own people, the mind screams for a villain to destroy and a button to press. It wants action that looks like power, even if that action only multiplies the darkness. That impulse is ancient, human, and understandable, but it is not the path forward.
We’ve been taught in recent years that if we are not shouting, striking, or escalating, we are somehow complicit. That “silence is violence” - a slogan born from a genuine desire to encourage people not to stay quiet out of fear or apathy, but like most slogans, it flattened a nuanced truth into something too simple to hold the whole picture.
Silence born of avoidance, fear, or indifference can absolutely allow harm to continue, but silence itself is not violence. Silence is also where reflection lives and where conscience forms. It is where we hear the quiet voice of the heart before we decide how to act in the world. Without that kind of silence, action easily becomes reactivity, and noise masquerades as moral clarity.
This moment asks for something far harder than outrage and more mature than constant escalation. It asks for the kind of inner stillness that allows us to respond, rather than react - to speak when it is true to speak, and to hold silence when that is the wiser path. This is not a rejection of courage, but a refinement of it, because sometimes the bravest thing is not to shout first, but to listen long enough to know what is actually worth saying.
We are being asked to keep our hearts open while the ground shakes beneath us. To witness atrocity without surrendering our hearts to hatred. To help where we can, speak where it matters, act where action is ours to take, and resist the seduction of lashing out simply to discharge fear.
Doing “nothing” is not what’s required here. What’s needed is steadiness. We must tend our own coherence and care for real people in our actual reach. We must refuse the psychological contagion that turns pain into bloodlust and remember that the future is not built by those who react fastest, but by those who can hold the line of humanity when it’s hardest to do so.
It would be easy to suggest that the simplest solution right now is to wipe out those who seem to be dragging us into darkness. To treat them as infestations to be removed, problems to be eliminated. That reflex is deeply human - it reaches for extermination because extermination feels decisive, simple, and powerful. But it is also the path back to where we came from. It will not lead us where we are going. It is not the pathway home.
The light does not advance by charging into the dark with clenched fists - it advances by staying lit. We can’t destroy the dark by extinguishing our own light - that only ever spreads the darkness. That is what brought us here. It will not carry us forward.
The initiation of our age is not to prove how furious we are, but to prove we can stay human when fury would be easier. Seeking silence is not cowardice and sacred stillness is not apathy, not when we do so in the pursuit of the wisdom of the heart. Only from that place can we hope to carry light into what comes next, by conjuring the courage to refuse to become what we oppose.
Some of us are caught in the middle of the storm right now - right in the midst of unspeakable violence and lawlessness. Others of us are far removed, but still witnesses through what we see on our phones and screens. Though everything going on around us is spurring us to action, asking us to rush into the moment in an act of defiance, we are wise to seek the stillness before we commit to movement, and to step back from the noise when it starts to own our nervous system. Take breaks from the endless scroll of outrage and shock, and remember that being informed is not the same as being submerged. To remember that action matters, but it’s most meaningful when it is aligned.
Before reacting, seek the stillness.
Go outside and put bare feet on the ground.
Breathe slowly and anchor in the safety of the stillness.
Listen to music that steadies us.
Speak gently to the people in front of us.
Care for what is within our reach.
Let our system settle so our heart can come back online.
This is not retreat.
This is preparation.
This is how we face this moment.
Not with our heads, but with our hearts.
Not with our fists, but with our frequency.
May we not measure ourselves by how loudly we react to the world, but by how steadily we remain anchored in our hearts within it. Our work is to stay clear, kind, and grounded, not be overtaken by the noise. To be the calm clarity in our own cities, the gentleness in our own conversations, the steadiness in our own bodies.
History is loud right now, but the future is being built by those who refuse to let the dying world harden them.
Be one of those people. That is more than enough.
Your Rage is Holy, Your Tears Are Sacred
Anchoring in our hearts doesn’t mean we have to find a way to not feel furious about what’s unfolding in our world right now. Too many people confuse the heart space with the happy place, but the heart isn’t a place for happy. It’s a place for truth. And whatever is true, we must bring it to the heart.
If you’re not furious right now, you’re not paying attention.
If you’re not mad, you’d be right to wonder why not.
We are not supposed to be “fine” in the face of horrific things. We’re supposed to feel what we feel - fully - and take it into the stillness of the heart, where it can actually be metabolised. These feelings didn’t come to harm us, but to inform us. Not to incapacitate us, but to wake us up.
Your rage is righteous.
Your grief is sacred.
Don’t shove it down.
Don’t bypass it by just trying to think happy thoughts.
You are not Peter Pan, and this is not Neverland.
What matters is what we do with our feelings. When rage lives only in the mind, it turns reactive, impulsive and volatile and looks for someone to punish just to discharge the pain. The mind simply doesn’t know how to handle it. But when we bring rage into the heart - when we actually let it be felt, without letting it hijack us - it refines and alchemises and becomes wisdom and clarity. It becomes action that doesn’t just vent, but builds.
That is how our human vessel works. Feeling is the fire, the heart is the furnace, and the heat is what burns the panic out of us, leaving something steadier behind.
That something steadier is love, but not in the sentimental sense. This is love as fire. Love with boundaries. Love with backbone. Love with clarity. Love with the courage to face truth without turning into hatred. A force that cannot host deception. A force that doesn’t lead through dominance, but through coherence. And coherence is stronger than force.
A reader named John wrote to me today: “The first casualty in any war is individual humanity. This machine runs on blood, but it will choke on love.”
John’s right. The system wants us to sacrifice our humanity first - to become numb, or cruel, or bloodthirsty, or addicted to the spectacle, but we must not succumb. We must not take our fury and fling it outward blindly. We must take it to the stillness first, let it run through the heart, and let it become a flame that overwhelms the dark without becoming the dark.
For those of us close to the storm - on the ground in Minneapolis, or anywhere violence and injustice are unfolding in real time - staying heart-led doesn’t mean standing still in danger. It means keeping your clarity while you take practical steps to keep yourself and the people around you safe. Find stillness before action, but when action is needed, move calmly and wisely. Without letting fear turn you into someone you don’t recognise. You are not waiting for an external light to arrive. You are carrying the light with you. Help your neighbours. Speak the truth. Act as inspired, from the place of the heart.
And for those of us further away, watching it all through screens with shaking hands and broken hearts - we have a responsibility too. Not to spiral. Not to perform outrage. Not to drown ourselves in helplessness, but to stay anchored and to stay human. To hold the line of steadiness on behalf of those who are living it up close.
As a reader on Threads (@snipsandpastes) wrote to me today: “Grounded people ground the world.”
If you’re not in the firing line, your task is to ground and stay anchored. To keep your heart open and send your love down the golden threads of light that connect us all. That is not nothing.
In fact, it just might be everything.
If you need some support as we navigate the days ahead, come join me in the Daily Lighthouse. I’ll be there, each day with you, or if you prefer it in an audio listening format, head over to the Resonance Room.
We move forward together, with eyes and hearts wide open, hand in hand.
See you next Sunday, friends. Until then, have COURAGE, and stay kind, stay fierce, and stay human.
Onwards!
“ The light does not advance by charging into the dark with clenched fists - it advances by staying lit. We can’t destroy the dark by extinguishing our own light - that only ever spreads the darkness. That is what brought us here. It will not carry us forward”
Yes!
As a lifetime, Mystic, I’ve always been taught to protect my energy field. In the last six months or so it’s been about brightening my light for protection. light gobbles dark and there’s so much light on the planet. Thank you elevating this. I do believe this is the new way. I had chills when I heard Carney’s speech. I’ve been dreaming about this time for the last 35+ years. I’ve seen visions of lights horizontally spread across the planet, not vertically.
I’ve spent the last two days filling my neighborhoods and city with light.. when I watch videos I run energy so that I can freely feel my rage and love and power. Minneapolis is so elevated right now. I heard some psychic talk about how awful Minneapolis was and we’re gonna get bombed, etc. etc.. She doesn’t know how it feels here. It’s electric and positive and powerful and connected. Still, every time I am out I am fiercely looking into every single car I pass whether I’m walking or driving. I am prepared to turn around and follow and protect my neighbors. My whistle is at the ready. My horn is loud. I’ve had the circumstances where I come on lurking ice agents waiting to snatch parents at a bus stop as I’m driving to the park with my dog in the dawn.
Thank you for all the love and light that has been shared to Minnesota. We are part of the collective. We all rise together.
You warned us it was going to be rough and so it is. The clear image of the saber rattling zombie of the past on the stage at Davos against the clear strong voice of reason holds me together in moments of rage.
Last night I saw something about going outside at 8pm to light a candle for MN. I was the only one in my neighborhood to do this, but I imagined all of us outside with candles ones and twos in our neighborhood holding up our little lights bathing MN with our love and light to help heal this violence and insanity. Every little light together is helping usher in a new world experience.
Thanks Wiz!