Wednesday, December 14, 2016


In each moment, the archetypal journey of crucifixion, resurrection, and transfiguration is being enacted within you. Each breath, each image, each vision, each rippling of sensation… something unprecedented is attempting to break through, the signs are all around, the guidance is longing to emerge. But it is easy to miss, in a world that has forgotten.

While the forms that love will take – as certain relationships, life circumstances, and the way you thought it would all turn out – will inevitably be crucified and resurrected, this is the way of form, and is evidence of wholeness. But love itself is that which is beyond birth and death, and is eternally transfiguring into greater levels of integration.

On this new day, which may appear ordinary from the perspective of the conventional, the invitation is into depth. There is nothing ordinary about what you are. Your body is a temple greater than even the sun and the moon.

Buried within the inner sanctum, there are petals unfolding that are filled with vision and information for the way ahead. Look carefully. Listen closely. Attune to that which has been longing to be known for so long. Provide a sanctuary for the unmet, the unheld, and the unintegrated to return home.

Honor the forms of love as they appear, but allow them to depart so that they may continue their journey. For it is one of immense creativity. Yes, your heart may break as the forms dissolve in front of your very eyes, but it is by way of this breaking that you may be resurrected once again.

Photo credit: “So long for this moment” – on the BC/ Alaska border, by Marc Adamus