Open that door
Open that door, let the bats out of the cave. You’re safe and protected, it’s time to take your center stage. You write the script, you watch the rain, it’s time now my darling, it’s time for you to play. To be seen and known and loved. You come into the limelight in order to fly like a dove. To find those that resonate to the core, first you must share yourself, and allow them to come to your door. It’s as easy as 124, but don’t forget the 3, it’s in the key. What comes in 3s goes in 4s, we walk hand in hand onto brand new floors. We create something so entirely new. There’s no struggle, there’s nothing you really need to do. Instead to be. be and just be. Be you my dear, you’ve made it.
The beginning
1 turns to 2, turns to 3, turns to 4. Do you ever really know where you’re headed when you walk out that door? Are you ready to recieve, are you excited to explore? All that’s here and forever more. If it lights you up, if it excites you then it’s for you. If it sets your whole soul ablaze then it wants you too. Energy always goes two ways. Align your spine, and steady your gaze, it’s all frequency, its vibration, it’s a bright open canvas, an open invitation. We have the house the home, the love and the space to roam, what more could we wish for except to truly know.
Speak through the ether, the waves of times and sound, drop your heart down deeper and allow it to all come around. The journey is a circle, and each time we come back around the track we give it more love and gratitude and a nice massage along its back. The spine of a dragon we travel and we traverse, there’s no real rhyme or reason, there’s only this one verse.
I could fall in love with the whole world. The whole stew pot of you. See all of my mirrors yet it feels as though nothing truly compares to you. I speak out into the void. The farther into it I go, the more I allow the ego selves and coats of despair to dissolve. A decision of the mind to no longer check in on what doesn’t light me up or help me shine. Ahh a great deal and a sigh of relief to let that all go now. Thank you for your decisions to keep yourself loving; thank you for your decisions to keep yourself in light. It’s different for each of us, it’s no longer the cold months of winter or a frost filled night. The days are getting warmer, the air is getting sweeter. It’s time to open the eyes now, it’s time to hear a little bit clearer.
Just say yes.
Now there’s a new story to say. Open the book, write the page, or allow yourself to travel up up up and out as you realize and remember what it’s all about. We don’t need to go out of these bodies to experience the life beyond, the experience death or what comes next. To travel into the light is something we all have the ability and capability to do. Some may admire you for it but the truth of the matter is they just see within you what they already have within them. This ability and strength and capability to travel and to traverse the realms.
What is it that you would like to know?
Death is a door that we are welcome to explore and trust that we will come back home. Home is not a place. Trust that we will come back into our bodies in the proper flow. There’s the anchor of the breath that always supports and holds us. There’s always a tether, there’s great guidance within.
The cracks turn into new stars, new expansions of the original break. A new pattern forms. A greater risk to step out farther on the ice, yet effortless for its exploration and experimentation.
We need not worry about what is meant for us, the initial satisfaction of unsatisfying connection naturally finds its close when the high doesn’t sustain. It’s brilliant and beautiful in its moments but then it all fades away and we wish for something with deep rivers of truth, of connection, of understanding, of love. We go home after the show and yearn for a deep love to hold us close, when the smiles and cheers of friendly faces find their natural close, headed off in their different directions and routes in their cars or bikes or on foot or the bus. Maybe a train or a plane or a ship. We could go out to party and try and extend out the celebration that just occurred yet the undercurrent always remains. Something is missing, something of depth. Something of the soul. Wishing and yearning for the steady warmth of a hand that will truly sustain. Alive, a love that’s built to last through storm and through rain, I’m here.
We need not worry for these will always find us in due time. As the high fades and the depth of desire is rediscovered again, the heart opens up to a real truth, a real understanding. Through a yearning, a longing, a missing piece. We understand. We open into space, into communion with our own souls. Ceremonial cycles of deeeper understanding. There’s opportunities for ceremony everywhere. A cup of tea turned into an intention swallowed into all of our cells. A meal transformed into a conversation with our ancestors and a grateful embodiment mediation through sensation.
The intentions always rooted in love. To experience more of ourselves, to fall deeper into our own arms. To connection more wholly with our wild and beautiful, untamed and pure nature, and then to experience this fully with another.
The intentions of truth will never subside. I will be here with flaming arrow and rope by my side, ready to recieve you whenever you decide. Dearest one, I’m here for the long ride.
Number 4. An ever greater expanse, see how your sparks have illuminated without a second glance. It becomes a great and fun game, a ritual of the stage to play and rejoice like this. This is our chosen center stage. Safe within the cacophony of you wrapped up in the fullest of your embrace. I love who you are and I want a second, third, forth, a further taste. I’ll drink you up forever my dearest and sweetest tea. You are delicate like the wind and wild as the sea. Stand by my side, I’ll kneel before thee, we bow down in proposition at the same instance of declaration and submission.
A love for forever, bound and written in time and space and across all dimensions. Two snakes wound into one, we create the great wand of archangel Raphael, the healing staff of all. It comes through union, inner communion, our powers express and expand beyond when united hand in hand.
Your gifts are unique and the wish to be seen, to be shared, to be experienced to be felt. Your brightness and what is yet to be discovered.
Did your shadow self disguise itself within the scary faces of the dark when you were a child? Locking all of your power up and away and behind those who did not have the space and the capacity to hold you and experience you in your fullness? It’s ready to be seen now. It’s ready to be seen and it’s ready to be know. The dark wants you because you want you. You want to be free, fully, and your existence is within all things my dearest. There’s truly nothing to fear. If you feel afraid, tell me and we shall illuminate it, give the space for the words to take their shape, for the unknown, the unexplainable, the unseen to be known once again. Who was that shadowy man with the hat over his eyes who told me “do not be afraid little girl” and why is he now my friend that I ask about being in love, the one who dances and twirls by my side. Belly laughs and giggles, this friendship now goes on both sides. And I feel free again.
Your shadows just want to be loved, to be seen, to be heard, to be understood. You’re ready to hold them now. Have a conversation with all aspects of you and ask to find wholeness, to find resolution, to discover what it really feels like to open up and to receive your deepest truth and truest hearts desires.
You’re fully and entirely ready now. First feel it, then allow yourself to face it, eye to eye, cheek to cheek, then lip to lip and we breathe as one.
♥️
From across the pond, no destruction or pattern of cracking was ever seen. Just the ice and the reflection from the sun. Moments of sincere connection with the self totality unknown to the other standing amongst the trees.
You’re free now, all of you, each one of you. You’re free.
Just be.
