Dear Reader;
There are times when poetry speaks more clearly than prose.
For a glass to break it must first fall from a height and in the shattering be returned to the dust from which it was made...
As I offer these words to you, it is ten days since the assassination of Charlie Kirk, thirteen days since a total lunar eclipse on the Harvest Moon, and tomorrow we welcome a partial solar eclipse in Virgo. Two days from now, the Hindu festival of Navratri begins, honouring the forms of the Goddess Durga as she leads us in triumph over chaos, light over darkness.
Neighbours and friends are reeling with health issues, relationship challenges, and dismay over global concerns. War and warlike language seem to be everywhere. Our Mother Earth is vibrating with opposition, confusion, grief, and worry. We are asked to trust and surrender, as never before.
Discover the wisdom in this beauty for there lies your courage It is everything as you die and are born and you die and are born and there is nothing but exquisite Love in every crumbling cliff in every decaying bone It is your bold celebration of this truthfulness that will awaken all who watch...
In these end times, can we allow that there is purpose found in every moment, and our capacity to Trust, in the largest sense, offers the answer to our suffering and our fear?
For the new to be revealed, the old must fall away. Before birth, must come death. What will we release in these times? Are we in surrender? Can we let go of our hold, knowing that we cannot be lost, cannot be separated from God?
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much love, Adi










