Sitting out in the coolness . . . the Sun’s not yet risen . . . in the bosom of my dear Mother . . . a hot day forecast. Mr Solar’s rays could be furious. But at present . . the air caresses with such gorgeous cool freshness . . . welcoming the day . . . with her tantalizing, wispy fingers.
I’m tired . . . very tired . . you could say exhausted . . . a big day yesterday shopping, heat and long bus rides . . some so bumpy, nerve cells vibrating. But it’s gorgeously cool now . . . the wind freshening my skin . . I accept all the blessings . . . ’cause later, could be different. Mother Nature’s amazing that way . . . so many complex sides to her nature.
The coolness is close . . . I snuggle into my favourite fleecy cape . . the most gorgeous green . . . I wear it often . . well, when it’s cold. The winds keep blowing, but gentle and kind . . I can feel the penetration . . past the surface of my skin. Like all magick mornings . . the chorus of bird life . . . exquisite in its beauty . . . healing in its vibration. Everything’s so still . . . so full . . . so loving. . . tears well . . . overwhelmed by the Giving. Life does give . . . in fact she’s giving every second . .. with such exquisite abundance . . . such Beauty and Healing.
The cows . . a few chomping . . most still lingering in their resting . . such a precious time . . .this Life of Breathing. I feel her arms around me. . . she cradles me with such pure Loving . . . again come the tears . . . oh how I’m Loved so completely.
I breathe in this Magick. . it tingles . . . it dances . . it sparkles . . . with Life Force . . . its Pure Healing Substance. As it journeys thru my body . . caressing and healing . . bringing back to Life . . . filling empty spaces.
It’s a miracle . . . I’m alive . . and I live in Heaven . . . a Land so Sacred . . . beauty incomparable. Right before our eyes . . is everything we’re searching . . take it in . . thru every crevice. Allow the Love to wash over your being, bringing Life . . . bringing your answers.
I feel so overwhelmed . . yes, I’m tired . . but the Loving brings tears . . the majesty so pure. . . a purity so fine. Life is giving each and every second. . . giving what? Well, no words can describe it. Best you experience it for yourself . . . and then you’ll know it. Go outside (if you can) . . take a deep breath in, open your eyes . . . and see where you’re sitting.
Life is short . . .our opportunities limited . . . I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again . . my Gratitude flows over. Breathe in the Magick!
lotsa luv . . . marilynxxxx