Morning Whispher

Don’t waste a single day. Take moments in the morning to see what I want, to feel into the place where I am and “see”.
The other day, I was on journey with sistars and saw my ancestors tending the sacred fire in my belly. A few times since, I have gone back to be there.
The fire is tended, the heat activates my centers and for moments I sit in the peace of company.

I begin to long for company.

I don’t try to visualize the source of company.

i have trust that the longing will show me the way.

Everyone’s path is unique and the way that it is interpreted and manifested may seem like we are not all the same. I recognize my companions in their disguises. I work to chip away at the rough edges in me that separate.
I forget and remember. I hurt and heal. I drown and am revived.
This morning, I ask, I “listen” and I begin.

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