so much of the last nine months is a walk in the dark, a sauntering along a path unknown, a leap of faith, a trusting in the transcendent function to step up, especially, during shattering moments to comfort and allow a resting in the gap, in the sacred space of silence, in the stillpoint…
in this field beyond words, beloved appears to those patient waiters ready to be breathed alive, to the hollow reeds open to being conduits of divine flow and it is here, beloved inspires our taking one more step, encourages our sitting tenderly in the moment with our feelings, our ancestral feelings, our descendants’ feelings all merging in the one cosmic ocean of now…
in this solitude, in this divine alchemical flowing temple, the daft (divine alchemical flow team) transmute our shadowlands into gardens of grace… watered by our tears, we blossom like flow-ers opening to the light and revealing the sparkling jewel, the polished star pearl of the sea radiantly resting in the center of the bloom…
here in the black hole of great silence, in the dancing stillness of great mystery, we stand at the portal of a brave new world called to courageously collide with the old and break our one heart wide open giving everything up to receive everything…
