Having walked through the darkness I found myself, unable to contain the light.
It softens all my edges and calms my storms. I found myself in the eye of them all. In the stillness at the centre. I found myself, in boundless contemplation between worlds. I found myself formless. Timeless. Nameless. No thing- yet, all things.
I found myself, in nothing and in everything. Caught in a beautiful paradox.
In our stillness we plant seeds, and in our silent knowing they thrive and bear fruit.
When we sit with ourselves, truth and beauty, love, softness and bliss all journey to meet us. They long to envelop us. To become us. When we sit without seeking, we are found. When we sit without grasping, we are held.
Sister, draw you down the Moon. Stand naked before her. Be not afraid, but stand fierce in your glory.
Let her fill your veins, bless you with grace and bathe you in mysteries. Let her rule your tides and drink in all your sins. Offer her your blood and songs and she will be your mirror; she will show yourself to you.
You came here to dance, beautiful soul. You came to pierce the holographic veil and anoint yourself in awareness of what Is. You came to Be, in gratitude, in joy. You came to unlock the treasure chest inside of you so that you may spill its precious jewels everywhere you travel. You came here to Be, in awe of your own transcendence.
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