Welcoming the Fire Horse

A change of cycle is not like flipping a switch. And yet, something shifts radically within us. Dancing with the elements this morning, I acknowledged the blaze from the South, the fire direction in this hemisphere. How wondrous that the North takes that honor in the other, where the South wind blows cold. Gusts from the ice fuel the fire. It has always been so.

The last sheddings of the wood snake still curl through the underbrush of the unconscious as it begins to smoulder and burn.

Setting cyclic intentions and refining intent for the new moon early this morning, Source was adamant. LISTEN! And let it unfold.

Too often, we ask what to do or what will manifest. There are voices in the world that will speak to those queries. This is all speculation about what might be. A calm mind and curious spirit will serve most ably as we welcome forward motion and watch as the new cycle emerges.

Honor to what slides beneath the galactic wave and welcome to what rises.

May this be a grand new cycle for us all!

Infinite love ~