01/02/2023
This is where the chaos stops.
Here, mingling in the essence of my being, the very place that my soul was grown.
It speaks to me in ways only I could understand, words not actually spoken but given through wing flutters, shifts of wind, butterfly flutter by’s, plants & fungi emerging & shifting through the seasons.
Earthly gifts given as reminders of her presence. Little winks from my ancestors. Small bits of stardust sprinkled over me ever so subtly.
The knowledge seeps from generations of regeneration, pouring out of the earth in an energy transference that yearns for my involvement.
Our involvement.
Because her words sing out to us all. Her delicate hums react to each soul, merging and shifting us into a magical melody, giving rhythm and flow to our internal waters.
There’s much to be told, much to be heard, much to let go.
But only when we go where the chaos stops.
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