Reality eclipsed, meaningful symbols slipping over the surface of day-to-day consciousness, the mundane brushed aside, truth so close, barely glimpsed, a chimera, a dream, pulsates, teases... Intuition aroused, awakened, we walked from Cafe Zoma to the effigy mounds, sacred spaces, earth teaching, earth inspiring. The wind was blowing, stirring the spaces between spaces. Life. Change coming. Transformation. Words, thoughts, impressions mingled with the appearances of hawks, messengers from the other side, Spirit calling, heralding the coming of tipping points... Otherwise, it was another day, another lesson, another step, as to where we're going, what we're doing, don't ask, the fool in me, might be summoned, and who wants that, even if the fool knows the way.
Be well, as autumn sets in.
One with confusion, still, and always, a step from glimpsing Truth...
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