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Thursday, July 12, 2018

The NeverEnding Story: A Letter to (Big) Momma Matrix




Hey’there BigMomma…greetings to you and the Ancestors.  I’am writing with hopes of binding mind, body, and soul with your conscious-creation. Much is transpiring, and it feels as if I’am losing my brave to stay-the-course and step-into-my-light.  My aura wobbles and my energy continue to bump into metaphorical brick-walls as it seeks to rejuvenate.  

Humbly, I am within a testament of refinery. I’ve beckoned your presence to restore the resonance of my due-diligence.  I also wish for your guidance with installing counsel from my collective-unconscious to gain an inner-standing regarding the correlations to the psychic-currencies of this multi-planet retrograde and this season of multi-eclipses. Needless-to-say, I’AM DEEP WITHIN MY FEELINGS. My vibrations are wacky – leaving me to believe – if I release all my notions at your feet, there’s a sincere possibility that much within me can be salved.  

With this belief, I bid you my wacky-weariness to…
Restore my family-foundation; which has been under silent, invisible attack and suffers from emotional-distance and is separating us from invaluable visits, constructive feedback and the sincere laughter, song and dance we’d known for years – and is strong enough to relieve the woes-of-our-world. 
Cease repressing what needs to ‘be’ and avoiding the balance of both energies; positive and negative.  Which I’am still attempting to figure out the misleading notions of ‘positive’ and ‘negative’ energy – just because it’s ‘unlikable’ doesn’t truly make it ‘negative’ – so I seek solid clarity regarding such.   
Lose my mind of duality.
Step into the balance of heart-and-mind; to courageously seeking the elements of earth, air, water, fire, and aether. Bringing forth a pure alchemy between my physical-self and meta-physical-self. 
Dummy-down my dogmatic-senses and raise my rhythms of whole(some)ness.
Consciously bend-like-bamboo and dwell within my compassionate hues. 

Thank you BigMomma. –  I shall forever be grateful for your presence – please hear my plea and I shall await your response.

Do-not-make-haste my-Love.  Stay-the-course…A new day is dawning…stay mindful to patiently-pace-your-process.  You are on your Grow; just as they are on their Grow ~ PLANT TOGETHER!