In meditation yesterday I caught a glimpse of the Sun, though it was not clear if it was rising or setting.

If the day was beginning or ending.

I got the intuitive knowing that it was only a matter of semantics.

What ends, always begins again.

Thankfully, there will always be another day.

It came to me like a whisper, but it was clear.

We are in an intense period between eclipses, when some things will end, and some things will begin – but it’s fluid.

Ultimately whether the Sun rises or sets, you will be sitting underneath it exactly where you should be.

Much love Txx.