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
The arrival
The arrival
the unfolding
will be known
by love
°Woodlights Woudlicht
Is it already 3 years ago?…this grid woke me up in the middle of the night, calling me out to lay her down…and up to this day…this one still intrigues me every day…engraved deep down into my soul…still speaking, still listening….still bowing down to her wisdom.