Solstice

That time.

Now.

She calls from within.

The golden liquid, the fabric of your sOul.

She wants and desires.

Knows this time and the opportunity.

Honoring the ancient vows, the merging of pure consciousness embodied and serving as the forces that orchestrate and weave from within, the annual alignment is there.

Looking at your map of potential, your destination, serving this great big web of joy, shaking loose the self inflicted control and limitation, the urge to create and live fills your entire being with that passion that courses through you like lava erupting.

You want life.

Happiness.

Joy.

That smile on your face reveals you.

We recognize you in the masses.

You are the One.

You may smell like Trees and Oceans may swim in your eyes, but you are not of this world since you learned how to dance in and out of this one and the next.

Sun-kissed. Saturn-blessed. Waxing Moon-bathed. Mercury-sung. Solstice-initiated. Star-dusted.

You know what is still to come.