

Fading away
Stumbling on your own unlaid stones, life can be but a pile of rubble of unfinished business. Yesterday we slithered and almost flew up the stairs of the impossible and today we may trip. If you are there already, falling in the abyss, then it feels like a smooth smoke that rises from the only certainty: spirit, death, your soul is what matters and what keeps it all together. We are to fuse today with spirit in a very significant way. Things and situations will merge. Different fields of understanding will become one. The veils of the unnecessary will fall off. Today is an amazing day to see what is there for real. We can see the shape of the temple want to build from our pile of stones. We can easily brush off the dust of what we now know we don't want. We can be at peace in knowing that we didn't make it, so we are making it. The Chol Qu'ij count is here to support the process happening elsewhere in the universe. Do you care to share how the eclipse went for you?


Fading away
Stumbling on your own unlaid stones, life can be but a pile of rubble of unfinished business. Yesterday we slithered and almost flew up the stairs of the impossible and today we may trip. If you are there already, falling in the abyss, then it feels like a smooth smoke that rises from the only certainty: spirit, death, your soul is what matters and what keeps it all together. We are to fuse today with spirit in a very significant way. Things and situations will merge. Different fields of understanding will become one. The veils of the unnecessary will fall off. Today is an amazing day to see what is there for real. We can see the shape of the temple want to build from our pile of stones. We can easily brush off the dust of what we now know we don't want. We can be at peace in knowing that we didn't make it, so we are making it. The Chol Qu'ij count is here to support the process happening elsewhere in the universe. Do you care to share how the eclipse went for you?