Happy Solstice https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/t2638 Runboard| Happy Solstice en-us Fri, 29 Mar 2024 11:23:20 +0000 Fri, 29 Mar 2024 11:23:20 +0000 https://www.runboard.com/ rssfeeds_managingeditor@runboard.com (Runboard.com RSS feeds managing editor) rssfeeds_webmaster@runboard.com (Runboard.com RSS feeds webmaster) akBBS 60 Re: Happy Solsticehttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p17638,from=rss#post17638https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p17638,from=rss#post17638Yes to this. Terenondisclosed_email@example.com (Terreson)Fri, 25 Dec 2020 21:28:19 +0000 Happy Solsticehttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p17637,from=rss#post17637https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p17637,from=rss#post17637Luminous Awakening     New days, new dawns, new destinations; open, endless, unforeseen* * * surging Wonder navigates celestial array, merrily rips through veils as each, cast away, reveals greater lumination.   Each new day we relive the old, acting out dramas unresolved. All we need do is breathe to play to dance into our unbound creation.   Dawn imbues inspiration, bounteous gifts free of obligation, energy gleefully received. Before the dawn take peace into each breath, each incantation from the strength to align impeccably with who we best might be.   Words of Peace speak beyond mundane language sharing profound joy, graceful dancing to rising symphonies, Inspiration carried forth through song.       Lightning aurora bursts expose prospective trails.   Hope emanates, flows into form.         We charge fiercely into each new dawn. Initiate, ignite, rejoice.   Enchanting pipes of Pan, dawn's magic, drawn on painted sky. What was lost may be re-crafted, re-tuned to future minds. Onward humans seen in flashes, hale and strong, brave and true. Joined in conjure, raise our glasses. Do as we must do.     We are calling in the dawn. Calling, gently, our many voices. How do we call thee, oh joyfully smiling mother? Welcome arising in our hearts, anoints our many-colored soul. Take in the day. Join in dance in the sunshine. We are alove and strong in primeval paradise. Upon a windswept beach, our eyes, our arms raised in blessing. Totality is ours.   Imagine the day that dawns when you are no longer dreaming.       The new day dawning will encounter clouds and hailstorms, turbulence and destruction. It will be a day of startling showers and unsettled wind, of unreasoned pain and empty solace. It will be a day to try already devastated souls. But it will be a day of infinite possibilities.   A new day dawning, look up everyone. Breathe, energized in early dawn awakening to a season of wild abandon a golden moment of sensation In a flash -- Alive to a new imagining Alive         This is the first measure of the first movement, a pirouette, a dervishly delightfilled whirl. Cast upon this rocky estuary, dance inner wise, third eye calling dawn into destiny.   What world is this in swaddling clothes at the break of dawn?     https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W52Y2EMPFrM&feature=share MORNING ALLELUIAS FOR THE WINTER SOLSTICE  nondisclosed_email@example.com (libramoon)Sat, 19 Dec 2020 17:52:18 +0000