It raining here in Brooklyn.
Those familar pitter patters on my window sill is now sounding like applause.
The whooshing of the cars are sounding like a personal mantra hitting right to the soul of me. If beauty had a sound this would be it.
Our abundance is coming. I feel it.
And the rain is telling me. With every structured drop. I hear rejuvenation, re-birth. Rebuild. Republic.
Its all so fitting for Mother's Day
This Holiday takes on a whole new meaning. I love my MOTHER Earth. Thank you for sustaining me. For loving me and for just wanting to be better and having the courage to realize when change was needed and then becoming that change. There are many HU-man Moms that hold these same atttibutes. I invite us all to say...Thank you. I Love You. I'm sorry. Forgive me.
To all my beloved, Champions for the Light. Warriors of Truth. Heirs to New-ness all abound. Lovers of Love. Thank you for being here. I love you more than you can know.
Daughter of Terra