Living in Mystery defies verbal description. Many, many souls are putting beautiful words on the experience, and we honour the difficulty of this. It's impossible to avoid the irony that is inherent in blogging on such topics! Yet the work is to be done, and we have no choice, really, but to let the Divine Feminine speak through us.
It may be that there will be infinitely more questions than answers here. If a thought is sparked in a heart, if a moment of clarity is achieved, if something, anything, even one word, provides light, then that is all we seek to do.
Now the Divine Mother is with us, moving through our time, such as 'our time' is, and is available to all. Not only in Spirit, but through one another.
The stories we are told, and tell ourselves, keep us in this place. How do we get to the new place without more stories? Will the frequency of the storytelling have to change? [Yes; there's an answer!] How do we raise the frequency of putting words onto our experiences? Perhaps the way through is to remove the first person narrative. Can we tell our personal story universally? Can we open up the frame to encompass less ego and more Spirit? Can we let her Voice sing through us?
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