The Morning Scroll

am I truly particles, electrons, neutrons, stars, and the wide open space in between? am I truly an entry point into the liminal spaces, my tail deeply swimming the ocean’s depths, my eye atop the galactic mountain? am I truly the space between the potential and the inspiration, do I exist at the before, and the beginning, the middle and the ending, and the next beginning and waiting in between? and am I truly there all at once? It truly does seem to be

I hold this temple entrance open from within the centre of my own sphere, my hearth. come sit in my kitchen, in the centre of my inner-home, by the fireplace, to hear a story

what is this moment asking of me? who am I? What is possible for my Soul my love?

Then, in service of the all of which I am a part, I shall don the robes of the moment 🌻

Merry Bee X