I am a force of creation.
(a share from today's morning pages:) I am a force of creation. Divine in my essence. A mirror of the universe – God, staring into itself through my eyes as I look up in awe at the heavens, confronting my ancestors in the stars. The dust that made me collided to become me – Purpose-fully. I am a fragment of source consciousness. I am – as we all are So I give myself space. I allow myself time. To sit in stillness, in silence, in ceremony with my soul. Because it is in this act of devotion that I come into communion with all my relations – those who came before, those who will come after. For all of them… are me. Simply – I am vibration, shifting in frequency. I am time moving through space. I am chaos and I am beauty. I am the form that holds me – the vessel, the temple – before which I kneel so graciously. I surrender I remind myself. I surrender. Into my own embrace. I hope my mind hears the whispers of my body. I hope my body believes the visions of my mind. Slowly. Patiently. For I am all of the universe in human form. And the human experience is the game. Where the human mind is the final boss that never seizes. Ever-shifting. It will surprise me. Returning in new voices, new colours, shapes, sensations, That stir up the undercurrents inside me And my body will feel it all. Speak to me in emotions that pull, that sweep, that whirl my world And I will translate that language – into song, into dance, into poetry, into prayer. Holding the vision – the belief that when I speak – my voice will carry and that the God in you… will find me.