Weaving + Unraveling + Revealing
If you have found me here, then I too have found you, fellow creator and translator of the language of soul. We are the bridges of star and heart and earth, offering each other the healing salve of reflection and remembering, walking with the questions who unfold as we do. We are the movement that spirals out from stillness, rearranging and reimagining. I envision a golden thread moving through your body, anchoring divine to earthly, calling for you to listen closely to the grief and grace of every human heart. As you move through narrow passageways and tiptoe across cliffs of crumbling questions in an unfamiliar landscape, you will notice a light breathing in time with your being. When grasping gives way to merging, you learn what it feels like to hold hands with your shadow, living inside the softness of tender, love-worn skin, slipping gently into the space between what you understand, and what invites you deeper into wonder. In this opening, beyond the comfort of knowing, you let yourself melt into the radiant current, inside the rhythm of your own song as it sings you home. You carry within you the richness of every story experienced or imagined, a lineage that lives because you do. The golden thread is a pulse between primal and divine. It is the enduring correspondence of souls across time and space– your relationship to all things. You have been offered a gift, and that is your being: weaving magic, unraveling entanglements, and revealing truth– all that lies hidden in the realms beyond surface awareness, calling to be uncovered, loved, held, and alchemized into some greater understanding. Or maybe, just experienced, as you love what is hardest to love, feel what is hardest to feel, and celebrate the chance to know immeasurable beauty, in awe of all that is. Your resilience is resounding, remember. The collective shifts with you, in your boldness to show up however you are, listening to your sacred intuition over programmed expectations, allowing yourself to live inside your truest expression. You will notice this thread woven intricately throughout your stories, and when you are pulled towards something that feels meaningful, you follow its winding path to see what is revealed, and how it will offer itself to you in the creative journey of aliveness. It is digging tunnels through the dense forest of the psyche without knowing what you will find, ancient decay coming loose on your palms while fingers find bright air. It is standing in the power of the present, making space for the unknown to find its ground. It is impermanence lit up by the consistent, loving pulse beneath it all. When you feel the subtle hum of your heart, and every heart, there will be space for you to fully breathe — blooming and withering, reaching and recoiling, rewriting and remembering, again and again and again.
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