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It wakes me in the middle of the night.

I have Songs and Sounds, Healing and Heart, Dreams and Diamonds in my room.

I know it's time.

I look at the present and the future. Curiously. Knowing a new level of surrender is upon me.

A return to a state of being, I've heard of but never knew.

Initiated by a billion passer-bys during the night, felt, not seen, because of light pollution and the April Rain (I am sure it was Purple, and thank gOd it wasn't Snow).

This Choice.

Aligned in Earth-time accompanied with the harmony of this particular Easter.

When the Giants move Houses the stretch is not only felt, but embodied at deliberate intention.

A potent new Moon into straight forward Fire asked: What do you want to do with the rest of your Life and how do you want to live it?

Those questions brew and grew and pulled at legs and hands and challenged the mind, and fueled the sOul.

All options were in my hands. What do YOU want?

The Auryn burning around my neck.

It all Eclipsed in the second coming.

And then the Rain after many Days in that Sun.

It's the First Day.

Into trusting a Body that is exhausted. That it is divine. Build of the same intelligence that created Worlds. Life. Stars. Gravity.


Releasing the manic idea, that I have to fix control it. To be healthy and whole. I already am.

Knowing every Cell that matters as me, wants to rise and be. All I have to do is allow. Get out of the way.

Stepping into balance. Becoming One. It's the Reunion I have been waiting for.

Out of my mind. Into my sOul.

I'm so excited.

It's the first day of the rest of the Life I decided to live.

I'm off to the forest in the April Rain that holds the billion messages from the Lyrids, that passed during the Night.

I wonder what Wisdom they bring.

I wonder if Beech has sprouted. Those perfect tasty bright green leaves.

I wonder....

Art by Jeffrey Smith.

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