43 Bare Naked
I sit before you, bare naked—proud, humble, and celebrating the allness of me. In the midst of everything harsh, dark, wounded: soft, Light, whole. In its beauty and its brilliance. Through its murkiness and the grit. Demon. Fallen angel. Animal. Human. Soul nature. Angel rising and god goddess. In the mist of what appears to be reality and the fine threads of illusion, draped in the tapestry of story and time. Through the valleys of death, climbing the mountains of longing. Above and beyond the world to belonging. I have crossed through oceans of tears and walked the desert into Death’s Valley. I have risen again and again as a Phoenix from ashes to ashes and laid to rest in the winds of change as dust to dust revealed the crystalline ...
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