In a moment of affirmation I lend myself to the memory of what has been, and I give myself permission to embrace what is yet to come. And… as I slowly inhale and exhale I experience the interchange between memories rehashed and permission given. In this, the moment of my rising, I experience my new awareness, my wokeness if you will, as a kind of reassuring rumble in my heart, and in my stomach, and in the nether regions of my being.
Like a warm mist from a placid lake I rise. I am an ethereal tributary of the Fountain which flows from Eternity to Eternity. Through the inconspicuous caverns of challenging inclines, over rocks and their residual silt, around inconvenient curves… I find my way - fertilizing plains predestined to become the grove that expresses my innate fecundity.
I ascend now in response to the beckoning of this new season and the many opportunities it will present for my expansion. The deepened breath evidenced in the clouds of my expiration tells the story of a transcendent new being ready to face new challenges. I am motivated by the inherent promise of the adventures that lie ahead - beyond the hollow obscurities, and despite the latent mystique that served to thwart my progress.
Like that ethereal stream - I forge my way… deepened by unwilling ground, and broadened by irreverent rocks. I am essentially unstoppable. I will toil without ceasing - and the sands will speak the legend of my indefatigability.
Groaning… and roaring… and rumbling - I elocute my patience and my persistence to every present reed; and to each pressing need I shall declare the indomitable nature of my intentions. This new season shall usher in my renewed commitment to face and to overcome obstacles that were previously left unchallenged.
In this season of reflection I arise… out of myself…marking time… . I will measure… and be the measure of every hour of this Eternity. Throughout this sacred Spring I shall become the sentinel of the Light… A guardian of the sacred pathways to an essential livity… A steward of the enduring narratives of this journey through Forever.
Beyond the mist, and despite the mystification that has obscured my nature and my purpose and my vision; I will embrace a new perspective on being. I shall be the primary protagonist in this my life-story… and my destiny.
In the course of my renewal I shall travel like a shadow. Lengthened by morning’s infancies… and compressed by the twilight charms of waning days. I will be persistent in my endeavors. I will remain faithful to my vision of a life meaningfully lived. I will make my indelible mark without striving to be seen and heard.
I am the form of the Uncarved… the Uncarveable. I exist to be… never to become the concrete expression of any preconceived notion. I refuse to be a hero or a villain. I arise out of myself like that Spirit given form by winds of unknown origin, and motivated by the waves of an inevitable destiny.
I know no anxiety in time. I…am the forebear of Forever.
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