2023 Mar 31 The Alchemical Long Spoon

Holding Space As All Shifts

Introduction

Holding one wing out, and one still bent in, we manage to navigate outside the cocoon. We dry out our wings, and we look for the first flower to land. From another world we’ve come to this soft garden.

Holding Space As All Shifts

As we gather the folds, within the Mycelial Network of our Rooted Way, we bring forward the necessary reasons, for understanding the why and how of intrinsic Nature, wedded to our CIrcumferic.

The Round of our About is the Sound of our Pulse within our own Red Thread of Fibered existence. The Existial Mode resonates our Existial Resonance and we are forever Hummed into Being.

The ease with which we hear is matched to our Pitch and Timbre, in a way that precludes the rough and raw, and smooths the notes to G; Gathered, Gradual, Grateful, Grand.

Inside the Sound, the Space expands its expression, and makes way for the foot to be placed in a position of ease. In each shifting phase of expression, the noted thread of measure times itself in a rhythm that includes, rather than excludes.

The Peace sought is the Peace found. Calling forward the Pitch of She, the Mother Tongue is heard and the expression of nurturing resonance is infused into the cellular makeup, as the Light of Photonic Resonance is needled into Place.

Occupying the right and left, the balance of two becomes three, and the three coordinated the visual into the knot have and the knot have not. Woven into the fabric of the weave, the sound bends, folds, and enumerates the pleasure that grows into the Ger of Shemmed Awakening.

Awakened to the pleasure of visual acuity, the moment extends into the next, and the numeric folds its origamic nature into a Mycelial rooting that nourishes both seed and plant.

The Garden Plan opens up its Gates, to the Spring of forward relief, and the peaceful nature of growth is accepted and understood. Perplexed is no longer necessary, as the discernment of the geomatric patterns of Light enter fully.

The change comes through and the change creates the steps that mark the unfolding path of corrugating peace brought through the veil of impossible, landing at your feet with a sound that quietens the nerves.

Embodied are the nerves, threading their way through the woven tapestry of our nature, combing the fibers loose and fitting the tailored look to the bones of our Existence.

We bring the fallow out of its slumber, as we ourselves awaken the steps of our feet, proceeding before, us as if we would know the answer to all our questions. And we do.

Puzzled no longer by our own direction, cut out from the cloth of many colors, we piece by piece, collect the threads and gather the notes of color made real, and safely patch together the cloth that holds us safe.

The Wand of Wood comes into view, to sound its notes of Peace, to nurture the unseen and unsaid, and to allow the roots a place to grow. Mycelial in nature, deep and dark and well planted, the magic emits its light.

Allowed its presence, allowed more room and time, the sighted brings comfort of the Mystery forward, and the hunger of Light is quenched, as it lands at the foot of step. Step forward into the pleasure of growth, into the spring of step, into the light of bud, stem, and leaf.

We see through to the future, through the corrugating factors of light, the particle of wave transcends the obstacle, emits its spark and seeds the future with the present. Present for the view, the grounded nature branches its way upward.

Surrounded by the supportive field of etheric fluid, we are watered in our Fish File memories. Lettered in our Papered Awareness, the manna sustains our electric nature, and we charge ourselves up to the brim, then overflow with meaning.

Into the heart of our golden alchemy, we deposit ourselves, and bank on the currency of unlimited motion, through our resonance of Pitch. Pitched forward, pitched around, pitched into and out of, we are available to the cosmic flow of accountment made free and with ease.

No matter the cost, we enter into and out of, we bend and fold, we mark and are made, we cut and needle, we weave and hold, we cast our lot with the birds, the winds, and the trees.

Peace comes by this; from the etherous we breathe in our food of thought, our ancient of ways, our alchemy of perspective, and we plant the seed of each wand of wood to enter its magic of grounded.

Planetary, galactic, universal, and solar system, each with its mode of transformation, transportation, transmutation, and transmitting factors of light, claim us as part of their story, papered and creased, corrugated and brought up close to plant the plant of place within us.

Rooted by the Wand of Wood, we are magiced into the ease of Place and through the Home of Spirit, we are able to proceed with unlimited resilience and rotational speed.

We rotate ourselves into place, and position ourselves into the light we need. We follow the light of our Way and leaf out the branches of our support, for the nurturance we ask for.

Corresponding factors of starlight configure our time and the space we come into, to create the expression of need, want, and desire, to unfold the Compassion and Love necessary, to provide the emotion of Water and the element of our Life.

Watered from above and below, we tree ourselves into the branches coming from the heart of the Wood, and we flute our sound into the song of notes, heard before sound was made.

Timed to arrive precisely, the exact action of observation and participation, both needed to create, allows the unfolding of Ger its Cathedric Climb, and its growth spurt of rotational speed rate, to advance us in the foundational support we need.

Our momentum allows us the lift we need, the levitation, the flight of wing and air of seed, to be planted with enthusiasm into the soil of such rich fecundity, that harvest is assured and safety is made real.

Home is in its comfort, and the settled of foundational forces are accounted for and the ease is allowed room to expand its scope and measure. The acreage is favored with the bliss of light and the calm of story.

Published are the words of a lettered life of Real, and the numbers, following purpose through sound heard, and the mix of etherous notes made solid, in their way of tone, make ready the steps forward, to circle the crop with a Nu Squared Perspective.

Color imbues us with light in its physical form, and the ancient muse gives us the stamina to proceed, in the face of facing, and the grief of loss, the joy of found, the omit of none, and the addition of many.

We add up ourselves into an equation of proportion that defies nothing and adds everything living to its alliance. This makes the continuation the All of Everything, made Whole and always part of.

Keeping steady the forward momentum, we allow the expression of gratitude to envelop us and bring us peace in its flowing nature of abundance. As we bloom forward our note of Compassion, we heed the inner call of unity and Love.

Inside the distance of the timing that is now settling into place is a new story. A beautiful story that levitates what was old and takes the weight out of its constitution. We are now spilling open on many different levels, and the idea of succeeding is beginning to become a constant.

The whole nourishment of our way forward is now creating a constitutional awareness that will feed us planetarily, universally, and galactically. The consuming factor of all levels is now creating an awareness, of what is now a new comfort zone.

The forward motion of differentiated constitutional motions is now beginning to focus a spacial reference that will open up many new constitutional levels that will make change more consumable.

When the motion strikes, the full feeling of acceptance will move more forward, and the positional need will shift. The geometric structure that is involved in what we call time and space will constitute a new positional support.

Inside the full noted portion there is an equational reality that will shift the code to its entirety. The face forward is now beginning to accentuate a new level of acceptance.

When this is done the constitutional formula, that creates the ease of field awareness, will modulate in a new calculatorial order. When all is ready, the mystical preference will become inherent within the Soul of the Reed.

The perspective shift will culminate through the quantum energetics of the timing position of the now present. We are now inside the quantum story of a new growing equational desire that emanates through the heart resonance of need.

When all is more acquired, through an awareness of speed and rate, there is a constitutional positional formation, that will succeed in creating Life, that can culminate more Intention than ever before.

Invoking momentum all begins to surface its deeper roots and the incredible content of the deep space that we are begins to emerge. We are born in the sovereignty of this and begin to realize that all is one inside the same, and the very emergence of life is made from this content.

The spirit begins to allow room for all its cellular content, and the positional comfort is made ready for the ease of body, embodiment, and consciousness.

All is cellularly made and a strong volume of intention, and the intention knows from where it comes. When every moment in time is ready for its own signature, the motionary volume will be made more available.

The forward bend employed in all thought is now made more available to the mind, as it actualizes its connection with the heart. Every content of actualization is provided for in this way, so that the alchemical speed rate can recalculate the precisional need.

Whenever we mark ourselves with a new rhythm, we make ourselves more available to what spacially now is more forward, and willing to share space with time on a more corrugational level.

We are the need, we are the question of the need, and we are what is provided in the between. The interior relationship of every question is more revealed in our consciousness, as we provide a deeper constitutional reference than we ever have before .

We are more provided for inside the deep black depths of our creational trust, as we mark the content of our consciousness with the love we fold into each moment in time.

The presentational volume of life is giving forward more than ever before, and inside of it is the deep dark matter of our content. Folding between the layers of desire, held within the dark matter of the unknown need, we become constituted as a singular being, a singular world, a singular planet, a singular galaxy, a singular universe, a singular solar system.

We gather up all the singularities and fold space into our pocket, we tuck them into our dreams and our waking moments, our breath, our blink of an eye, and we express our gratitude for the magnitude of their infinitesimal smallness.

We carry forward the moment of the gravity of our awareness, the existence of our consciousness, wrapped around the curve of space and the directness of time. Into the plant of planet, the net of the node of all that glitters.

Sprouting forth, we grow our longing and we match the need to the desire, and we want for nothing, as we calm the forces that element us into the peace of wholeness no longer divided into an equation of loss.

Bringing to the forefront, the edge of reason gives way to the imagination of reality, as it goes along the path of the star net, of gathered consciousness, and raises the awareness to the view.

Counting the levels, we number our stars with the letters of the stories we speak, and we tell the tale that is no longer myth. We speak from what we know, as told to us by the universal language of hearing.

Peace becomes us, and we rest into the deep rich earth of our grounded nature. Our roots speak with the trees of our knowledge and the approach of our gratitude. We are one with the atmosphere and environment that surrounds us, and the blue of acceptance wraps us into safety made real.

Time keeps us conscious of the markings of our future, folded into our corrugating language, and the need expressed through the Mycelial language of the Mother.

Threaded with the red pulse of life, we emit our light and needle the fabric open, so that the event of tapestry is folded and wrapped with the color of existence.

Closure: We have not come to a round a world of polarity, instead we’re building a central force of between, and we sit there in the audience of potency.