an amazing day of coming home to the stillpoint for nonstop conversing, living with, being full moon…  plugged into source with full intention and attention… an awesome day of being the soul of the space and vibrating with the multiverse at the frequency of our one heart… an awakened day of traveling in the company of a divine communion resonating love…

Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment
And not the lifetime of one man only
But of old stones that cannot be deciphered.
There is a time for the evening under starlight,
A time for the evening under lamplight
(The evening with the photograph album).
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.
Old men ought to be explorers
Here or there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion… In my end is my beginning.

~ T S Eliot ~

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such a joy to go out into this night and share a moment with sister moon feeling her divine feminine energy washing through, purifying the inner inflammation of an outer world on fire… her light a soothing balm, a gentle lullaby, a sweet reminder of all is well in this beautiful moment…

i’m seeing us in an unbroken circle holding hands around the globe breathing in the rhythm of the waves to the tune of let it be… deep bows, my beloveds..

this capricorn full moon under the cancer sun coming at such a pivotal moment is profoundly impacting my inner tides with the ebbs and the flows feeling like they’re on steroids… and yes, i’m still galvanized by the emphatic knowing of how we must come together, we must break through the constricting shells that no longer hold us supportively, shells that are cutting off our air supply…

so, it was such a joy to go out into the night to have a little time with sister moon and feel her divine feminine energy washing through me, purifying the inner inflammation of an outer world on fire… her light like a soothing balm, like a gentle lullaby, a sweet reminder of all is well in this moment, this beautiful moment…

i’m seeing us in an unbroken circle holding hands around the globe breathing in the rhythm of the waves to the tune of let it be, let it be… deep bows, my beloveds..