Fly Like an Eagle

just finished my second month’s second coning session

and I need to take a quick break and let a poem flow

at least for the moment, I wonder

how can a person feel so much joy?

I am alone, at least when considering other humans

and on top of a mountain, during a fairly cold winter where there have been at least 22 days when I wasn’t able to go down the mountain

and, trust me, my body prefers warmth

and every four or five hours, we need to bundle up and go outside

and yet I feel this warmth, this fire, this joy, this peace

inside

I have seen colors before, with my inside eye

but, never like what I saw today

the purple blue colors were morphing with shadow figures forming and then going into a portal and dissipating

I know this is something new for me and I am beginning to open to seeing some of the divine beings helping me in my conings

and all these amazing books are coming to me

opening just to what I need

vicariously experiencing living in two bodies in two locations

through Machaelle Small Wright’s Dancing in the Shadow of the Moon

and knowing feeling that my adventure somehow is going to overlap with hers

oh my I have always known how to fly

like a bird

the joy is in my heart

and lifting up into my face with just some bubbly whispers of laughter

so think that’s it for today

other than this

and this is key too

hold your left hand up in the air and point your index finger upwards

and receive this, yes, with a deep in-breath

receive this love

love and blessings to all,
Lynn