The Ides of September. How time illusively flies when I’m noticing. All I really want is timelessness and to galavant across the Universe in my stream lined Blue light. Visit a few Galactics and sip on some rare, fruity nectarine whilst discussing the Infinite. I don’t think that is tooooo much to ask. The days are getting closer for that.
Anyway… in the Now, the blue light is from a glass vase hit by the Sun, glowing on the TV screen. Very pretty emanation. Maybe I’ll just lay in that light and call it a pleasant voyage. Dream a variety of truths into being.
Let’s imagine…
What truth would you wish into being? What colour is the Light that calls out to you? What does it feel like when you let that light wrap itself around you?
VIEW FROM AN AIRPLANE OVER THE DESERT
It’s not like I hear the call
I am the call. Wandering
wondering from where I
come from catching what
lies in the echo of my soul.
It’s not like voices in my head.
Tho’ they come with an invite.
A sweet reverie of chant to the
Centered peace of the balance
held to this hearts quest.
Home is where the heart is.
Right here singing, being
the call beyond Earth’s limitation
and gravities pull that my soul
yearns for in this song.
I sing this everyday as it resides
in my cells. My DNA shifts to
meet it in the new construct of
change unfolding in Earth’s
beautiful Light evolving.
And so it is as it will be.
As the story unfolds as it does
Getting what we ask for in
choice of things to be or not
hearing your call from your soul.
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 
Mine’s red, dangerous but all engulfing. Nice read, thanks.
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