Letting the nostalgia of distant memories blossom like a wildfire of passion! Enchanted, electric, spellbinding times… gone by, in the blink of an eye, but bound to the heart and mind, with strings of silk that remain unbreakable and indestructible, bringing tears of both joy and longing for those glorious, beautiful moments, never to be seen or felt again, no more in that very way, but novel new memories are quiescent, waiting patiently to be created.
Now… Open your sunkissed, beautiful eyes, as the warmth of the rays of light tickle the edge of your dreams, as you transcend from the reality of your subconscious, to this reality… right here, right now… allowing, always allowing the journey that has been, to bestow upon you a burst of strength – whenever you awake from slumber, but especially when your spirit needs it most…
Now, with eyes wide open, adjusting to the present again, as always, a new morning, a new day, whatever the time, the time is now to embrace a new perspective, one filled with magic, wonder and possibilities.
Know that you are worthy and deserving right now, as you are, flaws and all.
What can be? What can become? What has the potential to manifest? And what can be done to fructify this budding potentiality?
Dreaming of the future with whimsical delightful curiosity.
Mixing it all together – the bliss of the past, the adventures of the present, the curiosity of the future, all in an amalgamated, harmonious dance of heated passion, be free birdie and let your dear heart soar- through and in and over the horizon- like a piece of the air itself- like a feather, floating amidst the soft gentle breeze.
Dwell in the majestic bliss of purely being a soul, distinguish yourself as an entity of your own- yet so intrinsically connected, like a woven mesh of all the splendid things that create a supreme oneness… Frolic not in the shadows of yesterday, but in the sunbeams on the edge of your feathers as they span and glide in the glorious freedom of today, and dance in the crystal clear raindrops of the hopes and dreams of your tomorrow’s…
Rach Vivienne