2015... on a quiet day you can hear her breathing
Beyond the log jam of the fabled 2012 (convergence of prophesies) lies 2013, 2014, 2015..
2015 is already out there, in the wide blue yonder, complete with songbirds and babies, movers and shakers, productive, receptive vibrant elders, wilderness and rivers teeming with life. It's literally breathing; a rise and fall as palpable as our own breath rhythm. We just have to quiet down, tune in and look that way...
.... like the lunar pilots returning from the moon; the sight through the window is awesome.
Labels: dreaming, Future, lunar, prophesies