on this  day of dark moon, join me in one of the most serene places on the planet allowing the deep peace of this sacred space to breathe us, to enter every cell of our being… in this moment, drop down into the core, the well of profound joy and stillness feeling the ever present ancestors and allies guarding the great silence, watching over all that is… drop down a little deeper into the mystery of the great beyond…

I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.

Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that’s wide and timeless.

So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a gravesite
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots
embrace:

a dream once lost
among sorrows and songs.

~ Ranier Maria Rilke ~

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