(Giving the earth reiki, I hear her whisper sweet wisdom to me…she began with ‘slow down’…)
I am in no rush to be anything
I just am.
I cycle through seasons,
through Ages,
through Aeons.
I move eternally around the sun
while he moves around the galaxy
while she is reaching into the Universe,
all while space itself expands.
Nothing is still. And we leave no trace.
We are moving together. Heartbeats and lava flows and redwoods and butterflies and tulips.
Slow down. Feel me. Feel life. It is all happening right here. Right now.
The slower you go, the higher you vibrate. You synch into my current, and I will hold you as I always have. I am your first mother.
Before you called me ‘tree’ and ‘river’ and ‘sky’ - I just was. The earth.
Before you call memories ‘yesterday’ and dreams ‘future’ you just are. You are you. On me. Of me. As me.
As you look at me, delight in me, cherish me, you delight and cherish you. You’re an extension of me.
You say you’re ‘36 years old’ as if you possess that age - as if it was yours. That is just how many times I circled our star since your birth. Yet how can a deathless energy be born?
You, me, this, that - all pretend. Disguises.