The Age of Golden Light…

I breathe in The Age of Gold, light filling through my lungs my being, too long imprisoned by Iron Age shadow. Then my being transformed through timeless ancient alchemy I breathe in all the world’s destructive terror, greed and ego energies and with the now freed sage’s, sorcerer’s, goddess’s magic to aid me, I breathe out and into the Mother, that is Earth, unleashing the boundless healing forces of LOVE, compassion and humility; the story of duality that is ever new, but immeasurably old, rewritten once more; blessed just to be a quill stroke in its telling…

just LOVE…
“Into my heart’s night
Along a narrow way
I groped; and lo! the light,
An infinite land of day.”
~ Rumi12353198_640550122754192_276084155_n


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