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.