how appropriate on the ides of september to have a lucid dream of an immense tidal wave towering over me, an experience familiar to me save in this moment there is no desperation or panic… butterflies, yes, and a deep relaxed reflective posture… to merge with the sea, to leap in wholeheartedly or to panic and tense?

the pull of the heart of the ocean of love is so much more powerful so it’s quite natural to make this organic shift into heart consciousness, divine flow dancing in rhythm with the energies of life…

come on in, the water’s fine…