Deadlines Are for Demons
Who remembers the season three finale of Buffy? It’s what keeps coming to mind every time someone mentions the upcoming eclipse. Until recently, I was completely unaware that an eclipse was even going to take place on April 8, much less plunge us into total darkness. It wasn’t until today that something fully clicked.
Spoilers ahead in a “the Titanic sank” not at all a surprise sort of way. When it comes to Buffy, I don’t feel like I’m giving anything away to say end of the world, big bad, good guys prevail, rinse and repeat. There. I ruined it for you. Let’s continue.
I’ve been hopping on and off of Instagram recently while pulling together an upcoming series. Waiting in my inbox today was a message drawing me attention to someone gushing about a Joe Dispenza retreat and discussing the instructions she had been energetically receiving about this impending eclipse. She described the guidance of spirit telling her to, “Clear your shit up before the eclipse.” That’s when I put it all together.
See, in my experience, ghosts and galactics and other benevolent beings don’t give you deadlines. Heck, most galactic beings have such a tenuous grasp on time that they’re lucky to manage a three day window of accuracy. It took the Zahs months to understand how humans flatten the squishiness of time. We kept coming home to clocks that read complete gibberish. The Zahs would politely apologize that they didn’t mean to mess them up and were only trying to comprehend why humans had such a fixation on these devices. Time is not important to galactic beings.
So who is pushing deadlines? Aliens and demons.
photo credit: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Graduation Day (1999)
