The fertile night

The tendrils of light

extend ever deeper

into the fertile night

helping the unseeing

to see.

Looking

into the mirror

they will finally know

they stand

in the presence

of greatness.

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The Cosmic breath

Inhale

Exhale

Condensing

Dissolving

Creation constantly recreates itself.

So too you.

With every breath you take,

you become something new.

With every release of air,

you relinquish the old.

Ideas, concepts, patterns, forms

they only exist

because you choose to

breathe life into them.

Again and again.

Until you finally see.

It is time to move on.

It is time to expand.

Your breath.

And your life.

Into an existence that

is so much more

than what you have allowed

yourself to be.

It is time.

So breathe.

In.

And then out.

Now you see.

Now you feel.

Now you ARE.

Free.

As a bird.

 

New beginnings

New Moon

New beginnings

as the fabric of time

unwinds around you.

They say time is of the essence

but so are you

as you both hail

from the same Source.

Without you, there is no time

for it is your very beingness that

is the essence of Time.

And between you,

the dance of life continues.

Into eternity.

Trailblazing

Reassess.

Restructure.

Reassemble.

Re-emerge.

Travelling down

the Cosmic TimeSpace corridor

everything you leave behind

fuels your forward momentum.

The lighter the load

the brighter you become

as the light increases exponentially.

It is not what was

that matters.

Nor what will be.

Only what IS.