“Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.” —Gandhi
I woke up early contemplating Easter and what it means to me, both metaphorically and for this very moment. I see this as a moment of dissolution of old forms, the former structure of my work and my life as a partner, a wife, a lover. Transforming out-worn thought forms and beliefs, especially the silent ones that have buried themselves deeply in the emotions, almost invisible, and yet they manifest. Old ways of seeing myself, believing about myself… it’s time to let them go, dissolve, and allow something new to emerge.
On this day of resurrection it is the perfect time to rise like the Phoenix to a higher frequency of wholeness, holiness expressing as higher beauty, connection, love, abundance, well-being, creativity.
and … fly.