I'm experiencing that I'm dying.
Not the body, it's getting more alive.
The one I thought and think I am is fading away.
I saw it coming months ago. In a dream I concluded that
a person was dead. I knew it was a part of me. I was in
peace. I celebrated with offering the nurses small chocolate
bottles filled with liqour.
All that I thought I was not, I'm starting to see is me.
I merge the opposites together and ask Goddess to transmute
it to Divine Inspiration.
Large nuggets of golden soul filled with divine inspiration from the Void are returning.
I cry when I release. A tear here and there. I'm in ecstatic
joy when the fresh new energy integrates with body and soul.
I take refugee in the Heart. The Serpent coiled around.
I play Seasons - Mamas Papas to celebrate the ego dying.
Is it poor little ego? Yes, my heart says.
Love it unconditionally .
Let's grow a new child. A Divine Child.
And in the middle of this - Business goes on as usual.
I ask my heart "Am I getting crazy? Is this a psychosis?"
No it says. You're getting to know yourself.
I am the Creator of All.
Oh, Anima.
Don%rsquot put yourself down
Don%rsquot be hard on yourself
You didn%rsquot do wrong, baby don%rsquot
I'm starting to enjoy this path of the Serpent.
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Now I'm off to make me a beatiful dinner. Ecological meat balls
with almond potatoes. Sour creme sauce and stew of peas.
Mmm... Goddes, may You bless this food.
Thank you
Edward :)