God gave me movement.
Today I got movement.
I was moved in many ways.
Energy moved and lifted as I was able to sift through my own bullshit.
Energy in motion. Spirals of stagnant life, ultimately released in the now.
The wave swells, then curls in all its glory before it crashes on the shore, only to be born again miles out in the deep, by a pulsing force from underneath, not even a glimmer yet to those walking the beach.
Not just in the cosmos, not just in the ocean, but also in my bodies.
Movement in my spiritual body.
My timeline has shifted, with this new Rising Sun, just beyond the summer solstice, I am no longer captive of the un~now. or the unknown.
I have seen and not ignored a higher calling. To me. To now. To my Love. To writing my guts out to make people feel things long-forgotten.
In the name of God.
I was floating in a Dead Sea, and in all that disconnection, raised by the saltiness of my own heartache, I stand again in being connected to myself. I rinse off the mud surrounding the heart of my truth. The stream of motion flows down my being, into my mental body,
Movement of my pain.
Where at least now I know something, that I know nothing.
And I can give up control to humbly learn the lesson.
After years of praying, crying, hating, dying, loving, God gave me movement.
Movement through my own courage to free myself from the shackles of my delusions Within.
From the vice grip of stuffed and stale energy, and regardless of the disillusioning outcome of unrequited Love, I dug up truths I started to bury 5 years ago.
My truths have been spoken.
I released myself from the karmic notion, I am one being forever unfolding, I am potent energy constantly in motion.
There is never closure, only Movement.
Things we can't control only teach us to let go.
Every vision slowly fading into the distance or beaming brighter with each new now.
Trickles down into my emotional body in the form of tears that wash away my resistance.
They flow, and I allow them to flow.
My truth is my most honest expression in the now.
I do not hold my tears captive, for each tear is a royal Jewel, and their alchemical fluid cleanses the sleight of my soul.
Hydrating, Living Water.
That powerful tide rushes into the etheric body, where our energy can either heal or kill us.
The choice Point, conscious or unconscious, that changes the course of our power, and how it takes form in the physical.
As I write this I am distracted by movement.
The movement of my beautiful neighbor who courageously shows herself to me, a vision of my own projection, of how deadly close I am to making the choice of not moving, of freezing, of dis~easing and dis~abling my life force energy in my physical body.
Today my etheric Tides are at peace. They flow clear and low.
Because what is different now?
Nothing and everything.
I am happy, I am whole, I am perfect health manifest in every cell in organ of my body.
Movement of a lethargic energy in my physical body.
literally, as today I was also gifted the grace of shedding my old Scarlet, Ruby Red womb of my divine Mother Matrix within.
As above, so below.
As within, so without.
I am always potential. Renewed. Refreshed. Rejuvenated.
Constant Flux Of change vibrating on fractal levels of the whole, purging all that I cannot control as my ego chimes in and tells me to resist, still nature take its course, and persists.
And now is another now, and in every now I have movement.
Every new now I can talk, walk, dance, breath in, smell, taste, touch I am blessed.
I am movement forever flowing. Never fading, only changing.
Life is not depleting, but moving, creating, remembering, choosing,
My hips will always sway rhythmically in the breezes of my own being.
No place, no one, no love can ever touch that gleaming.
It's the warm knowing of my Eternal Sun. It's the awareness of ignoring the moon when evening has begun.
It will always have to be enough, that they do not touch.
They are either moving into the future, or Fading Into the past, two different directions, of polar class,
and yet cosmically fucked together, fraternal twins, cyclic Divinity as a whole day.
An old day, a brilliant setting of something that no longer serves us, and then movement of time after the night into a perfect new day.
Energy in motion.
True Life Force experiencing, surrendering, expressing,
I experienced movement.
All I can do is thank God.
And it Wells up its presence Within Me to express the Gratitude of existence.
God gave me movement.