A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
In between the worlds
of holding on and belonging
I am none the wiser
of where this life takes me
of who I am to become
if not the one I am
and always have been
belonging to all
and holding on to nothing
yielding into the fields of love
aligning myself
with where we are
eternally home
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In the union of the sacred
the integration of the whole
moves into a higher state of consciousness
handing the understanding
of the balance
into the connection
the alignment
to dance on the strings of one
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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 conjunction – to ponder upon, to integrate, to take far into the deep, unifying all that is left, raising vibrations into the higher light being you are…
In the surrender to the soul
master the waters
surfacing the darkness
accept the whole
in the flow of our essential expression
the immersion
the dissolving of all that does not hold true
entering the higher awareness
expanding the consciousness
facing the innermost center
welcome the real you
°Woodlights Woudlicht
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 dissolution – to ponder upon, to integrate, to take far into the deep, facing the light and the unlight, and to let go of control until only the essential core flow you are is what rests…
Inside the softness of life
to remember the warmth of the breaths taken
the whispers of existence
the light that emanates
the lives lived and lived again
to not belong to oneself
to not be oneself
to be pieces of reminiscences
parts of love born in times unknown
to be from places undiscovered to the age of which to grow into now
to be from worlds beyond
within the knowing, the white, the black, the colors, the edges and the center
inside the tenderness of this being
to sense the belonging to all
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