Growth
A smile from familiar a familiar guide. Mother greets me with knowledge. "See" "You know.." an old tree knarled and ricketed silhouettes an rising sun. The old has made way for the new. Growth approaches.

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Growth
A smile from familiar a familiar guide. Mother greets me with knowledge. "See" "You know.." an old tree knarled and ricketed silhouettes an rising sun. The old has made way for the new. Growth approaches.
Weightless
Breathing through space an explosion through my crown. Drifting upwards imperfectly and broken, the white light surrounds my energy and guides speak. Words as soft as feathers as they pull me into deep meditation. The weight of earth is lifted and I'm soaring through clouds of truth and time.
Free
Finding new paths, new beginnings. Direction is clearer. Doors are opening. Expectations, opinion and obligation other then my own fall away. I shed what no longer is needed for my highest good. Digging through the clay. Remoulding and tending root. Watering my soul. I am me. I am free.
Dehydrated Sea
I am not ok. It's crushing and I can't breathe. It's too much to think and I'm tired. Ground down into dirt. I am left dehydrated and crying tears of dust. Swimming in a sea of past looking for now. Thrown in the waves of anger and ego. Holding on to the faith light is coming from the dark. So small and stretched thin. Bring me message so I may have peace.
Midnight visit
On that plateau. Just before sleep falls. A female spirit comes to me with plans in her hand and goals to achieve. Pointing at the papers and maps she proceeded to direct me. Laying out a plan I understood as I slept until I was awake. I hear her words echoing and yet I remember not what she said. Yet I feel it in my heart.
Hole in the Wall
A gathering of souls in the sun and grass. Laughter and happiness as children play I'm brought to a stone wall. White and high. The soul with me reminds me how to get in. I've been here before. I escaped as a child, the door way is small. It's hard to get inside. It's dark and run down. Dust is thick on what's left decaying on the floor. I find an old key on the floor. This one is mine. The floor is littered in them. Old and tarnished. But I've found mine. I found my key.
Diamond lotus
A turquoise box. White diamond pattern. Opens to a golden light. Closeness of skin. I can see the pores and follicles. A smooth glide over a distance in the dark. A lotus. Sits alone but beautifully blooming. Glowing in the dark.
Ravens cobblestone
A dark room with cobbled floor. A pair of eyes greet me. I know these eyes. They are kind, loving and full of truth. I'm beaconed to follow "Shhhhh..." a hush with finger over red lips. We ascend to a platform. A wooden door is unlocked and opened. We emerge to view a moon beam lighting the raven feathers an electric blue. It calls and we sit on the cobblestone to listen.
Flesh of my flesh
A place of old. Narrow hallways and catacombs. A lack of gravity or I have the ability to move through the air with such grace I can float and drift. I am of power. I am a warrior. I am royalty. In full dress I command. My partner pursues me. Following me into corridors. Descending upon my flesh like an animal. Pressing me up against the cold wall from behind. No one seems to notice our presence as we meld into each other. Time stands still as he proves to me he is my king and I his queen.
Cavern of Elders
Feelings of depression. Lost. Trapped. Emotional waves but unable to cry. Happy. Devastated. Alone. I go back. Back to the stone staircase. To see the elders. It's dark. I can not see. I descend. Down the spiral. Into the cavern where they wait. I pass all my ancestors again. Each door I pass is a decade. In the hall I am present. I breathe and a years conversation occurs in mere earthly seconds. All is understood. Peace has returned. A light now comes from my chest. Brighter then the sun. The head of the table waves a hand and all chakras are lit and realigned. I turn and am dismissed with purpose. My path is lit once again.
Trapped tears
Crying on the inside. Seeping from every atom but my eyes. Stuck and swishing around trapped inside this prison. I can let it out. It's filling up. I feel like I am going to burst but just keep expanding instead. I want nothing more then to be free. To go home. Have peace and feel warmth again. I feel them. The wings on my back. Trying to break through flesh. Fluttering and pulsing just under the skin. It's not time. I must stay here here where I don't fit. Where I don't belong. Where no one will understand my thoughts but me.
Prison slumber
Each one of us has our own corner. Each of us has only to raise a finger and the other will die. Out of 12 we each can only reach 3. No ones combinations are the same. We are trapped and the only way out is to survive. The house is old and in a circle. Never ending corridors and secret ways. Shape shifting and magical gifts. Stealing is prohibited, touch nothing. She will find you if you do. Do not wake her. It will anger her. Listen to her breathing and pray you survive. Pray you don't break. That everyone stays strong and blame is not set on you if they break rank.
Snowflake haven
Floating inside a snowflake. Dancing without movement. Surrounded by angels. Thousands. Validation for healing. Teaching learning and gifts. Peaceful. Calm. Empowering. Flashes of woman's silhouette and a hand grasping a cloth. Pushing it deep into the earth and mud to withdrawal clumps of poison and disarray. Obstacles will be overcome. Hardship will end and abundance is coming.
Ash and flame
No words. No sound. Defanging madness. Just emotion in a continuous funnel. Twirling my soul mercilessly up then spits me out only to pick my soul back up again. My heart is tired. I am the only one and it will be the last of me. Clawing forward through the dark in attempts to fight for the light. Light I cannot keep. Light I must cast to others. I leave my prison behind. Take to the wind like ash from the flame. Set myself free.
Hidden doors and lost civilizations
An underwater world. Hidden in a tunnel behind a locked door. We must get there to escape and time is not on our side. A war. They are closing in and we must hide. Fear paralyzes some of us. Frozen in time they are lost. To be free we must endure. Sadness of loss will take its grip and be too much to bear. Once you go you can not come back. From one prison to the next you are hostage to your own mind. Longing for the freedom of the wilderness you can see from the box you sit inside. Hiding from the ones who are plagued with hatred and rage. The choice to leave all you love behind is tearing you apart. All it takes is one jump. I step into the water and submerge down the pipe. A small community is built and we thrive in our confines. Able to see the destruction outside while no one can see in.
Wolf plains
Incredible Heat from my right hand. Tingling and then paralysis whilst a sharp pain just under my bottom left rib. A dark cavern. Carved in the rock. The path leads right and then curves to the left. A light as bright as the sun comes from a hole in the wall but when I climb to see the source is gone and it is night. I emerge in the morning to a plain surrounded by high rock walls, with grasses to my hips. The wolves wait for me here. They greet me warmly and together we run. Through the brush and the streams. Free souls running on the wind.
Lady Ezra
A white leaved willow tree. The sun shining brightly behind its leaves leaving them quite luminescent. A young woman seated at its root. White haired and smiling. She comforts me with love and understanding. Hands to me hope as the wolf raises its massive head and nods in acknowledgement.