Slowly he related the things which he remembered. It wasn’t really difficult, for he had had these dreams over and over for many cycles now. Not every night but enough so that he felt sick when he talked of them. Even as the words left his mouth, he regretted their release; for perhaps that is where the birth of the inevitable truly lay. In the knowing.
Happy Easter everyone! No matter what you believe or do not believe religiously or spiritually, Spring is the time of beginnings, the chance for rebirth. That which no longer serves us can be laid to rest and make way for the new to emerge fresh, unblemished and with the hope of greater understanding, new beauty and lingering transformation. To me the message of Easter will always represent the death of hatred and self loathing as the truth of unconditional love rises from the tomb of judgment and fear. In every tiny fragment of life there is beauty, there is Spirit, … Continue reading Happy Easter/New Beginnings