Blessed transformation day!
Commemorating the rebirth of the sun in springtime, the reincarnation of all that seemed to die overwinter yet arises once again.
A little more evolved, a little more adapted to its environment.
Who would you be if you could recreate yourself with all you know now?
If, instead of having created your neurosis, everything you have experienced becomes your unique insight?
Are there steps you are able and willing to take to help yourself move in that direction from right where you are now?
From the incubation of winter into the fertile soil of spring.
What you do now is a prayer into what is becoming.
No matter the winter,
(It’s what the stories are saying?)
Won’t you help to sing…
“Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
‘Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it’s just a part of it
We’ve got to fulfill the book
Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
‘Cause all I ever have
~ Bob Marley