“Whatever’s going on with you right now that’s inappropriate to your magnificence can be cured, helped, eliminated, made so much better. This is your lineage and we keep saying this is your mastery. Every single one of the Masters who walked this planet showed you what it is to be a Human through mastery” -Kryon⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Pathways to nowhere rhythms in time, reconnecting gracefully with the divine.. feeling favor in magical sounds, speaking lyrics on holy grounds.. remembering the beauty that guided us here, and forgetting the sadness that brought despair…
I’ve always known that the ocean is magical, but today for the first time, I saw a trail of sparkles behind Molly the sea snail, as she ducked beneath an incoming wave. I watched her bury herself in the sand when the tide receded, only to come up again like a playful child and surf the next wave.
Amazing patterns were formed on the sand and on the water by Molly and a large gathering of her sea snail friends. I had to be quick to get this shot before she buried herself again.
The sky speaks in colors in textures of love, and I am tenderly drenched in the magnificence of.. nights that hold no darkness, days filled with light, we are one with each particle, favored in Her sight…
And when the reckoning passes, together we will sing, we’ll reinvent existence and live an eternal spring.. hope will not be scattered, mountains will quietly move, and soon we’ll be dancing, lifted from our gloom!
When I go out into the countryside and feast my eyes on the colors, sights and sounds, I am released from suffering and my need to know the answers. In the middle of nowhere when I catch my breath I am so very loved I am whole!
“Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time?” ― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha
You should really go down to the waters, and watch sunlight play, walk off your heaviness as you dream of brighter days! immerse yourself in muddy pools and look-up at elegant trees, chant awhile with bullfrogs and let your emptiness ease… let you reflection speak to you in tinkling sounds, as you search the undergrowth for the bliss that can be found!
time will slip-away, and nature will gladly compose sensations of the river and movements of gushing prose…