Emerging from a period of dazed disequilibrium, or merely working through sense-making exercises foisted into your hands by circumstance, this now-moment affords you an opportunity. Neither choice nor habit will guarantee a rightful passage through the tight fold of temporal ambiguity now garnering your attention.
Do you sense the immanence of something potent hovering just at the edge of the timeframe you currently occupy? While it may seem that an incursion of some sort is about to pierce your bubble, gather your senses and soften your gaze. Doing so won’t
A mind purified rises in waves of refined awareness, into the space afforded by having released the structures of belief, habit, and self-definition. What coalesces is a distillation of geometries, a condensation of essential mind. The substance of self gathers now into a critical coherence.
Suspended in a frozen moment, you are asked to see beyond the blur of normal movement into the truth that dwells in perfect equanimity. Soon the spell of a timeless cycle will shatter, releasing you from the gymnopédie, where aimless you wander in search of
Can’t make sense of everything at hand? Don’t fall into despair, as easy as that may seem to be. Neither let yourself be dragged into the somnolence of giving up. You may sense you’re just at the edge of something, yet all you can see
You’ve waited for this time. Each moment can affirm this. Certain things you’ve waited for may not look like you thought they would, but that may be a matter of perspective, of individuated perception. Allow yourself to appreciate where you are to better ascertain what
The child matures, the storm settles, the truth frees itself from forces of contrariness to shine in perfect ordination of form and character. To arrive at this point of imperturbable equilibrium requires mindful focus on what’s right in front of you. Forces of change are
Having emerged into individuated expression of selfhood, move further now, into coherence. Timestreams seek synthesis. Find the axis around which you substantiate yourself; put your attention there. With innate wisdom unhindered by distractions, slice through the screen of illusion. What comes into view takes on
The turning wheel of time clicks into place, revealing the full form of the secret-sharers and speakers of truth. Nothing can pause its inevitable circuit, nor mask the volition of light that beams forth as all the pieces lock in agreement, opening wide the portal
