I look at this tree and I see the evoluntionary spiral. We are rounding some kind of bend. Everything feels like it is ascending in some kind of indescribable way. Light attracts us like moths to the flame.We cannot say no to the invitation to let go, forget what we think we know and allow that which is beyond words to take us over. Surrendering has never felt so safe.
Everyone is part of this time. Of that, I am sure.
Everyone is part of this time. Of that, I am sure.
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