the toll on the physical body is great when it grows disconnected from original source. our tiny fractals are in the wilderness when we come down here. though we are powerful, we have to call home. we are free to use the galaxy spiral if we please! we are living telephones. every minute, broadcasting vibrations. beams of light stream from us and beacon like to like. movement energizes the synergy between body and spirit... and helps our full higher self activate inside us. we are practicing movement plus intention late into the night and filling up like a water gourds at a deep blue well. come join us under the moon!
ive been hanging tapestries and ringing brass bells in the morning. im keeping trees and plants and their sweet high vibrations all around me. we brought home a giant fountain and some tiny black fish in a round bowl. now we are still ponds in the center of a grove. we are crystals in the depths of a deep stone cave. and now i know, that i am a thought. a wish of myself brought into being by a breath. a thousand moth wings beat in my heart, and i am a thought turned vibration, turned material. why does it take so long to remember these things? it doesnt matter sweet fairy, sweet elf. once we remember we can read the records in the amethysts. tone with angels and find reality in dreams. old friends are with us again like we were never apart. we are generators! we are free to dig deep into this earth and generate a galaxy of love. let's!