Soaring - 9 of Air
I am up here where I belong, riding the warm air currents and catching the wind under my white wings. Ah the freedom and the peace.
Peace except for the raucous cries of the others, but how can I complain when I have used the same language, the same noise in the past?
Go with the flow, changing direction as the elements, the energy and Spirit dictate. Use what wisdom you have to crest the curve of the air and surf the energy that calls others to this way of being.
I have spent a long time watching, experimenting, and now I have my own way to move, processing the information that Spirit sends me, and working with it to soar.
The group will soar, as will all those who are attracted by the esoteric wisdom that evolves as the spiritual family of this group evolves.
Not even those free loading imps and devious coyote energy can deter this soul family that is coming into being – for they like us are just making the most of what is available.
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