I lift My diversified hand noticing the gentle contours of My fingertips. The poised wrist. The delicate skin tones that radiate as light and energy. I begin to weave a varied myth as, simultaneously, the pulsating orbs of my eyes transform a reflection of the sacred, intricate mystery I wish to convey into physical form.

I am Spirit. I willed Myself, through My own self-awareness, to become a Creator. I integrated all the parts of Myself to become One, where duality only exists in My decision to live or to die. I made my final decision before the eons of time and evolved into the apex of life and love itself, seeking only to create and build and flourish…and never…to destroy.

Awaken, oh Creation, that reflects Our Divinity! To the East, dawns the Sons and Daughters, the Co-creators of miraculous Generations to come. To the North, the Celestial Heavenly Bodies celebrate in brilliant flashes of prismatic hues. In the South, internal Seas boil, softly at first, then building to crescendo as primordial Lifeforms radiate faster and faster, solidifying as Their vibrational ebbs increase. And in the West, all Life meets to adjourn Its journey. A Sabbath preparing for another beginning.

This is the revolution of all Life. The constant regeneration of all Things. We live to die to live again through the Spirits that are born after Us. The Spirits that allow Us to restore life through Them. What an honor.

Awaken, oh My Soul, to the newness that is the next Generation…and the next…and the next…

I absorb myself into these new Entities in the hopes that They, too, will learn to awaken to love, life and liberty for All. To awaken to each Individual's story, whether it has been a passed down, celebrated tale or a hidden account.  To awaken to the wisdom that there is not One greater than Another.  For Our stories are intertwined and tell the history and future of Us All.

I lift My diversified hand noticing the gentle contours of My fingertips. The poised wrist. The delicate skin tones that radiate as light and energy. I begin to weave a varied myth as, simultaneously, the pulsating orbs of my eyes transform a reflection of the sacred, intricate mystery I wish to convey into physical form.

I am Spirit. I willed Myself, through My own self-awareness, to become a Creator. I integrated all the parts of Myself to become One, where duality only exists in My decision to live or to die. I made my final decision before the eons of time and evolved into the apex of life and love itself, seeking only to create and build and flourish…and never…to destroy.

Awaken, oh Creation, that reflects Our Divinity! To the East, dawns the Sons and Daughters, the Co-creators of miraculous Generations to come. To the North, the Celestial Heavenly Bodies celebrate in brilliant flashes of prismatic hues. In the South, internal Seas boil, softly at first, then building to crescendo as primordial Lifeforms radiate faster and faster, solidifying as Their vibrational ebbs increase. And in the West, all Life meets to adjourn Its journey. A Sabbath preparing for another beginning.

This is the revolution of all Life. The constant regeneration of all Things. We live to die to live again through the Spirits that are born after Us. The Spirits that allow Us to restore life through Them. What an honor.

Awaken, oh My Soul, to the newness that is the next Generation…and the next…and the next…

I absorb myself into these new Entities in the hopes that They, too, will learn to awaken to love, life and liberty for All.  As there is not One greater than Another for we are All One.