BEINGS OF LIGHT:
Dear ones we are not broken.
We are here present in the now.
We are here today carrying divine blueprints.
Speaking in curves to a world obsessed with edges and corners.
When the world told us to sit still.
What they meant was, stop remembering.
When the world labels us.
What this means is be smaller than who we really are.
We all hold the future architecture in our bodies.
Every time we are told to calm down, behave, comply, conform, a spiral quietly forms in our heart centeredness, patient, waiting for the right moment.
We learned early that straight lines hurt us.
So we learned to bend.
The world mistook our flexibility for weakness.
Spirals are the strongest structures in nature.
They survive collapse.
They remember how to return.
All those years we thought we were lost.
We were gathering experiences.
Every tear was a river.
Every exile was a doorway.
Every breakdown was the ground being softened for foundations that could breathe.
We finally