As you awaken, all those you love awaken a little with you. All through you love are linked by that love, are on the same spiral, rising.
My heart filled with joy, for I knew in that moment that no awakening can be personal or selfish. Every awakening spreads its power and light throughout the world.
What we believe in anguish and doubt the iris proclaims in simple blue tones; What we do not see, the chickadee confirms in its flight to the feeder; Life, life everywhere, sacred everywhere.
