Here we are on our path and sometimes it feels like we have just way too much to go and i absolutely understand how frightening and above all, how overwhelming that can be. In order for us to take the risks we wish to take, and be true to the places in our fate, we need to understand that this is our journey, our wondrous lovely space. And through this space we find ourselves standing independently, liberated with the dusts of the galaxies, and swinging from all of the cosmic seas, forlorning all that we had let go of earlier before we came into thee. This is us. Love. Spiralling growth. Upward climbing. Cosmic expanding. Loving kindness, together living,

Light up this path, let go and be who you really are beautiful baby, forever and ever, learn the process of learning and succumbing to knowledge when it arrives from a higher plane, and allow yourself to understand that this is you walking back into your lanes, where you will be able to see further, fly higher, love easier, forgive lighter, feel the light everywhere as it hones your wondrous soul, and through this marching of all of our letters, this is us coming back to the place we have always known to be our homes yet took the longer roads there, prehaps just to be sure but also to know what our foundations are truly made of, when its absolutely filled with golden growth together with chiselled love and beauty and breath and loving kindness in the child’s most beautiful stares, and the way that they too can tell the difference, between the ego and being unconditionally a being, full of liberation and dust and fairy dust and safety within the traps of the poisions that are around us but also remember that thet teach us how to adapt further and faster, into areas where its okay with that but also bring that back, bring yourself back, into the areas of being true to you but without the pressure as we ease into a song together, with lightning and dancing into our shoes together with lightstring ballet clinking around the room like fairy lights and the love that we feel every where begins to slowly pulse and tehn begins to rise, a fairy dancer, lightly skipping aorund the feet of the love

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