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At nights, to be able to receive the dream we have to let go of our awakened state of consciousness. In life, to be open to our greatest destiny we have to surrender our control. It is in the not-knowing that Soul knows.

In the fleeting songs that morning brings I find solace. The dream continues to live in me after the night shadows have disappeared. Who am I? Am I the dreamer, the dream, or the meaning the birds bring?

Everything is moving,spiraling,in,out,above,below… Change, chaos, swirling confusion… And in the midst of it all… a moment of truth. A darkness so deep, a void so infinite, it was the only way, place and moment in time, to be able to see, feel and be the Light.

There’s a drop of change hanging from the centre of my heart… a drop that no longer belongs to the abyss I plunged myself in, but to the breath I just came back up to take. I feel the release, I feel the shift, I feel at last my body’s whispers with no need for…

I hear it whisperingthrough my veins. That longing again. I hear the call from the locked faraway doorways and corridors of my Soul. It’s a silent cry that cracks my bones open. Broken into pieces as shattered memories of past and future stories. Re-membering andmending togetherthe pieces of mycollapsed mirror. My vessel can no longerhold…