Falling Star

Meet me where the falling stars live.

I will wait for you day and night.

(Alexandra Vasiliu)

A beautiful and lovely day within, despite the noise without.

A clear and sunny day. Fresh and crisp.

I keep repeating myself that winter is coming. I am excited.

I barely understand what I feel.

Winter comes with the conjunction.

I wonder what it will bring in our ascension.

I feel catapulted into a new era.

I take a peak outside.

Feel the weight and density.

It is heavy and it Pulls me. I let go.

No distractions, no peaking..

I breathe and come back, here and now.

I forget what may or may not be.

I forget such an illusion.

I come back within, to what is. Here and now, breathing.

It is dark and the moon and stars are shining.

I feel an invitation, I accept it and make my way outside.

The air fresh and crisp, not cold at all, pleasant indeed.

The spectacle is astonishing. The calmness, the silence, the setting.

I admire the vastness and I feel grateful.

Every star blinks with my heartbeat.

I realise I was invited not to a spectacle, but to a celebration.

My heart explodes in bliss and connects with all the stars and galaxies.

I feel the joy of the universe.

I feel the connectedness, the bliss, the purity, the oneness.

A falling star makes its appearance, neatly, clearly, joyfully.

An affirmation, a confirmation.

I feel the universe within.

As above, so below.

We are all one.

We are stars. We are love. We are light.

We are falling stars.

It is done, and so be it.

Time to celebrate and enjoy.

Time to move from what was to what is.

Time to create a present to have a future. Here and now.

I believe so, and so it is/

Yo lo Creo