Exquisite Precision

In consciousness.

Sustainable wholeness. A clear, pristine embodiment. A sacred chalice that overflows with clarity. Refined sensitivity that has no need to be dumbed down for safety or any other reason. Luminous culmination. A very new beginning, not rooted in any kind of past.

A vision of the Queen of Heaven, traditionally crowned with stars, embodied by our Earth Mother, crowned by a parade of planets, encircled by the rest. What if Gaia acts this role to remind us, over and over, until we recognize the part she plays?

What is supported today? Clear bright being. It was a different sunrise. Quiet. No stars visible. No pink moment. Mountains support possibilities yet to be discovered. Deep breaths invite a brand new day. Wonder even bows its head. This is less about light or dark and more about wholeness. A radiant example of a world unsplit, unspoilt, and it begins within.

How often we push the river. How silly have we become?

There is an exquisite precision in the architecture of creation. Many have tried to mirror this, approaching its structural wisdom, yet have missed the mark. Always missing the mark, no matter how elegant or lofty the design. “This was inspired by God,” they cry. Probably. Truly. And yet… we perceive in fractals, in part, and what is offered today is wholeness. It is a felt perception rather than something the mind and eyes can grasp. A whispered oneness that eludes all efforts at description.

Our planet is sacred. The lines of the world are her body, her inner architecture, and our own. The pristine architecture of what has always been divine stabilizes and flows as we have the potential to do.

Don’t ‘should’ on the Goddess. She always knows. Your mirror will shatter. And your full embodiment is ever supported.

The old life is over. Blessed be.