Who claims your soul, if not you? Yes, it is yours. For all you’ve done to make that patently clear, something forgotten requires your attention. Remember who you are. Free your mind a little bit more. Listen to what you say and let go of
Have you learned, having walked over the waves of change, how to gaze steadily into the still pool of your heart and see divinity reflected there? You have, you have risen, and your feet are now dry. Finished are you with slogging through the mire,
There’s no turning back. The cycle of time breaks and moves forward. In the shock wave, you are called to give yourself over to the machinery of transformation, to its promise, to its inevitability, long overdue. Have you become numb, waiting, holding your position amid
Time after time, you’ve seen the same promise come to no fulfilling substance. Time after time, witnessed the story come full circle just to end up empty, cold, sterile. Some things may have been like that. What you have before you, in taking an assessment
Your sense of a grand cycle coming to its fulfillment has brought your self-awareness to a sharp focus. You hover at the edge of time’s collapse, strangely aware of being ready, of being in full possession of what it is you have been charged to
Beneath feelings of self-incrimination that rise in the face you see in the mirror, can you find a spark of peace in the eyes that look back? What expression regards you, as you gaze in your reflection? Is there some hint of softness at the
There’s no way you can maintain your grip on yourself in conditions as they are. Your legitimacy itself threatens to undermine what had long been stable. Take account of your mind, your projections as well as what you have accepted as the status quo. While
Look into your heart. What do you see? Can you bear to pause on the reflection, to allow the ripples to still themselves within the boundaries of your gaze? Let the movement come to a point of peace, if you can, by stilling your mind,
Sitting pretty in the catbird seat isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, once the unseen settles in your lap. Your innate power, elegance, and panache is evident; it cannot be argued but that you have what it takes to become the embodiment of a
You can do exactly what it is you need to do, what you are here to do, with little to pull your will off-track. In fact, there is nothing left in the external world that can give you the kind of concern that will keep
