It pulls my heart through the ribs, turns it inside out, smears it in the caverns of my cellular, memory, where the rich golden light of that beautiful, barren earth glows so earnestly against the bluest sky I ever saw.
We shall begin writing new stories. We are now tuning our bodies like forks to the song of a New Age, and if we breathe deep, relax the mind and body, and open our hearts – there it is, do you feel it? The early pulses of our new song, the preliminary whispers of stories to come.
I AM the Sound of the silent Heart, the Letter never sent, I AM the dying Ember to rekindle the Flame, I AM always Different and eternally Same
Snow crystals purify, rinsing our bodies and auras so we may sparkle like the winter landscape. Their symmetrical structure is the sacred Flower of Life, the blueprint of creation.
During this Mercury Retrograde (January 21-February 11) we are releasing down, out the body through our root chakras, shedding the old cells and belief systems which used to guide our gait. We are learning to integrate the Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine, inviting in balance by growing new legs, new stems and new roots for a healthier relationship with Big Mama.
From the letters of your Past to the wings of your Future, you are a wondrous, evolving being. Proclaim your Truth, even if others don’t understand. Then proclaim it again. For you are a Holy One and you are not alone.
Bending, adapting, yielding, meeting each individual moment for what it is, and for all that there is, and all there must be. For this moment.
There are no singular shifts in our evolution here on Earth. Energy never dies. We are just continually pivoting, reorienting our beings with each macro or micro shift our beautiful, chaotic, big-little planet endures. Throughout our lifetime, from life into death and back into life again. Like a telescope, we are instruments of Light, refining our technology every day.
I am the pond reflecting Her gaze
whispering to the trees,
She is radiant tonight
When the Fire Starter hesitates before the kindling, worried the flames may not catch, she witnesses the flames die, no matter how much kindling she adds. But when she empowers herself by trusting her lighting ability, she gives power to the Fire and witnesses the flames ignite.