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“And Within Her Body: Flowers Were Blooming.”

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“And within her body; flowers were blooming.”   

This was repeated to me through the night in disturbed dream.  And each time I woke into the caress of the night … a sleepy whisper.

I can feel it.  The internal flowering. 

The joy filled expectancy.

A delicate refined balance between a contented calm and a pulsing force so deliciously vibrant. Alive!

We look too much with strained needy eyes for the visible changes, we want it … demand it, before we trust, believe..

But always, always the alchemy is internal.  A loving “hush” of the divine weaving magic … Un~ seen to the urgent eye.

Intimately known in the womb of soul and body. ❤️

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