in this moment of eternity vibrating at the auspicious energy of light as we draw down the energy of great mystery under the moon of trailblazing, of listening to the soul song, of leaping in faith as an imaginal cell, the fledgling in this image transports me today to an old story from africa…

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when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, listening until she hears the soul song of the child that wants to come…

and when the mother is pregnant, she teaches that child’s soul song to the women of the village, so that when the child is born, they will welcome her with that song…

when the child goes through the rites of puberty, the we’moon come together to sing that soul song…

and when the child falls, or hurts its knee, they will pick him up and remind him of the soul song…

when the child crowns a noble achievement, they will celebrate with that soul song…

and if ever along the way the child gets swept up in the world and loses her way, the villagers will come together and remind her of her soul song…

finally, when the child passes away, they will honor his life by singing the soul song…

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“…It’s been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change’s gonna come, oh, yes, it will…”  ~ Sam Cook ~

as we pause on the precipice of a new journey into the unknown, may  we sing courageously celebrating rebirth, renewal and resurrection…

thank you, thank you, thank you for singing the soul song for all children of the earth…