Una strada...circondata da nebbia fitta....freddo, neve fresca....è appena venuta giù...questo gelido freddo,congela la mia mente, bloccandola....forse devo ringraziare... A road ... surrounded by dense fog .... cold, snow .... it just came down ... this icy cold, it freezes my mind, blocking it .... maybe I have to thank ..
Image: Til the End of Days by Javier de la Torre To turn it up a notch and rise everyday shows up like this: Looking a bit deeper, reacting a little less. Expanding a bit more in compassion, contracting less in fear. Living a bit more in the moment, surviving a little less in the past. Accepting a bit more of the whole, accepting less separation of the ALL. Dial it in. Find your frequency that aligns with the volume of time and space. This energy is available anytime, any place Just. Step. In.
What is the light you use to point your way? How specific is it? How powerful? These things are key to finding your way in the dark (:
Answer the riddle and you may pass, what is the thing that can act like glass but can never break, what can give life or your breath take, what can quench fire and melt snow, answer me this and you may go" the fairy smiled at us as she finished her riddle before disapearing into the fog again. I turned to my companion and said "well at least this time there aren't any flaming baboons trying to ax murder us" he gave me an exasperated look "I'd take that over a riddle any day" he groaned.