A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
In the sweetness of the shelter within
the unwritten language of the moss covered walls
leading you in the delicate touch of life
on the way out
on the path within
the embrace of light
burning away
lighting up
leaving the essence
to shine
in tenderness
so strong
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Until the whole self is purified
may it burn all
that does not belong
that does not serve the whole
to render home in the cosmic blueprint
the balance of what is
torn from what was only holding on
exploring what lies beneath the illusions
fathoming the faults
rendering death gently to the core’s light
understanding the architect of life is one’s own
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In these mythic times, I invite you once more to join me on the path of alchemy where seven stages will be explored – all the way deep into the soul – into the whole – into one.
This is the stage of calcination – to ponder upon, to integrate, to take far into the deep and to turn the ego into dust until only the beautiful pure you is what rests…
Until the whole self is purified
may it burn all
that does not belong
that does not serve the whole
to render home in the cosmic blueprint
the balance of what is
torn from what was only holding on
exploring what lies beneath the illusions
fathoming the faults
rendering death gently to the core’s light
understanding the architect of life is one’s own
at the still point of the unseen
seek for the transformers of existence
into abundance
measuring the illusion of scarcity
into nothingness
fly along with them
and ground the very soul of you
along the lines of the sun
touching base
manifesting what you brought from eons gone
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Until the whole self is purified
may it burn all
that does not belong
that does not serve the whole
to render home in the cosmic blueprint
the balance of what is
torn from what was only holding on
exploring what lies beneath the illusions
fathoming the faults
rendering death gently to the core’s light
understanding the architect of life is one’s own
°Woodlights Woudlicht