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THE BALANCE When the days were quietly getting longer and Orion was at the apex of night I sowed a seed sending it from my mind's eye into the universe of experience and being. I called it Radiance, watched it plummet to the earth, congested with past hopes, unfulfilled wishes and one or two Cinderella dreams. Yet the spark remained, whiffed with new energy at the time of other balance when the spring growth emerges leaving behind the longer darkness. The power of silence revealed: Radiance is not just shining; Radiance is being who you are. Equipped with this large truth living put it to the test rising and falling with remembering and forgetting. Being who I am, not some great star but sharing my light, being my truth, reducing far-fetched visions to be at one with intent and presentation. With path thus clear of hopes too grand, Radiance can shine forth giving celebration to what was, what is and what is yet to be. *** *** *** The scales at this time of harvest hold steady and even, ready to disperse the gains over the coming dark of the year; steady and even, ready to platform the future new seed: Weigh. Measure. See how the balance tips.
Kaaren Whitney Autumn Equinox 2001
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