There is a flame dwelling across the valleys and the plains, beyond the mountains and over the seas of our collective pain.
I welcome you back, Moon
Back to the space between my brows
You can hold on
You could let go
You could hold on to what is left when you let go
Anoint yourself if no one else will
You are the accumulation and the blessing
the chaos and this moment, still
Draw the outline first so I’ll know where to stand
and in new light, recast my shadow
so I’ll learn where I’ve been
and where I must go
Your senses are heightened, your intuition is ripe. This is the time to explore, to play, to indulge your curiosity and trust your instincts.
When you teach your inner demons to sing, they cultivate a lustrous art. This is your soul’s healing song and it comes from the heart.
The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious
The lovebirds, the songbirds
you and I
and no one will know
except us and the sky
I exist. Is there sound to that?
I exist. Is there heart in that?
I exist. There is no hand to mold me but my own.
Sometimes change is slow and gradual. Other times it is rapid and unsettling to the forces that be, like when a stone is tossed into a pond and the ripples radiate out, then reflect back inwards, slowly dissipating within a pool of chaotic movement.
Behold, it is I.
I am surveying our Universe.
I know you are hungry.
Wake, wake. Begin to awaken now. You have been in a deep slumber for so long, you may have dreamed of this place, and so you may not realize that you are almost awake. Where your dream’s end merges with waking’s beginnings – that is the threshold of higher consciousness.
On the lunar stage, Virgo doesn’t request admiration, though her stunning ability to create some order amongst the chaos, to make chaos itself feel somehow orderly, deserves resounding applause.
There are spiritual worlds where fairies dwell… sometimes they are closer than we might think, tucked snugly in that space… you know, that space in-between?
Always back to you. I come as I am, and you never judge me. I come to you as rain to soil, snow to branches. You are the One I lie upon. I give myself to you, you who always accepts me, who knows me without trying.