Be a transmission

When our voice arcs across space time and penetrates a distant strangers dreams…

When the thread that weaves lost tribes to find each other begins is magic of weaving…

When seeking blindly for something and we find it…not knowing till we find it that it was that which we sort…

When a voice pulled from our depths, true and clear, speaks to the depths of another and the answer is YES…

When the offer we make to serve others is responded to with gratitude, meeting a need…

When all the fear of speaking…of the message we have been born to speak..drops away, the cost of not speaking too high for us to bare..

We are a transmission. No shouting required. No need to plea or bargain. 

Simply to speak from our Soul and have our signal find home.

This is to know our power.

Photo taken February 10th 2021

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