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.
We are the Butterfly with imaginable cells. We believed, and so we became. Traveling over land and sea our wings grow tired… though when we Butterflies fall, we do not die, but instead, return to the Land of Butterflies. There we become, once again, the Caterpillar with imaginable cells who grows new wings.
Happy New Moon in Aquarius