Remember who you are. Who are you? Who am I? That has really been the big question all along. I suppose it depends on who you ask? When you ask them? It depends on beliefs, on illusions, and on theories. The Tibetans, and the Zen Buddhist monks may have a notion. You may have a notion too. The mirror work… still weird. I do remember as a child of say 10, looking closely into a mirror almost eye to eye, staring deeply into my pupils and asking “who are you?” I had a notion that I wasn’t in Kansas anymore. I recently shared a post on Facebook by my blogger gal pal Trina, at Akosmopolite, that blew me away. She does her best to tell you about her Ayahuasca journey. I can tell you I saw radiance on my sister. It looked to me she had seen beyond the veil. I am anxious to see what unfolds from her journey. I was truly moved by it. Trina didn’t opt in either, but I am adding her to the Retro Challenge.
So… I like to stay fluid in my perception of who I am, and who you are? I choose to be trans-dimensional in existence. Everyday life still is but it is usually pretty darn good. The image above inspired me. I have no idea who the artist is, sorry. It reminds me of my meditation journeys and some of the things I see and feel. Magic is all around us. The angels constantly show me, as I constantly ask to be shown signs. I feel a vibrational wave of love and awakening moving over the Earth. If I am delusional, I hope I remain so.
I just finished my burning bowl ceremony in the garden under the strawberry moon. It felt magical.
~Let’s Go Retro Challenge~
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