Blessings to this auspicious day - An Equinox welcoming in the spring, and in other lands, ushering in the fall.
A time for warming the blood - Moving the old bones in the heightening sun, or searching out that hibernating cave.
Whichever way you are welcoming this day, remember, it is a turning point. And from here, nothing will remain the same. Welcome what this day has to offer, and feel its blessings in your heart of hearts.
Each and every day Is a turning point. In my personal evolution. I choose which way, How much, And what intensity I put into The turn I am making. When I awaken each morning I choose to be Something. What choice would that be? I can choose to be Grateful. Grateful that I am still here, Still breathing Still taking opportunities to Direct the flow Of my personal evolution. Or not. I can choose to be Pulled, or pushed, or prodded Into the next moment And its consequence. I can choose to take the helm Of my moments Of my thoughts, Of my emotions, And see, Really see, That I am evolving Into a being That realizes, Relishes, And radiates The divine light That we all are Re-evolving into.
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Personal Evolution
Poem by Mushroom Montoya
Each and every day
Is a turning point.
In my personal evolution.
I choose which way,
How much,
And what intensity
I put into
The turn I am making.
When I awaken each morning
I choose to be
Something.
What choice would that be?
I can choose to be
Grateful.
Grateful that I am still here,
Still breathing
Still taking opportunities to
Direct the flow
Of my personal evolution.
Or not.
I can choose to be
Pulled, or pushed, or prodded
Into the next moment
And its consequence.
I can choose to take the helm
Of my moments
Of my thoughts,
Of my emotions,
And see,
Really see,
That I am evolving
Into a being
That realizes,
Relishes,
And radiates
The divine light
That we all are
Re-evolving into.
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