2/13/15 2:06 PM
I hear angels singing or hailing.
I see both the bardo and the heavens linking into each other.
It is a fog of images and events that mix around my sight.
The person who walks this earth is floating.
One foot in and one foot out of the dimensions.
She is foggy.
The earth life is a mirage and she is in another world.
Skating on a vortex of sensation and lights.
I hear her breathing and silently laughing within.
There is a kind of peacefulness in her resign.
Passing through the matter into the Spirit.
A spirit so delicate and so very smooth.
The manner in which this delicate spirit resides is in the most highest, furthest Ethers of Light.
It is a dancing stream of light moving in the Echoing vibrations of spaces echoes.
It is an astral spirit and then it is an etheric spirit, switching and changing from one light form to another.
The action is very playful.
It loves the freedom of flying.
The density of flesh is hard for this spirit and it returns to the light realm while in trance or daydreams.
It came to Earth to decide on something.
I think maybe having a child, I am not sure.
It has to do with creation of some kind.
Her peaceful attitude is a reflection of the Great High soul that is she.
She is so divine and so different from the life sense that Earth presents.
Here form is pure light and waves about over the vast frequencies of space.
The other life forms in all dimensions find her fascinating and watch her free way of detachment.
Just being in the joy of floating.
She may come back down to Earth or not. It does not matter. She is floating free without a care.
Iaouto shinsay, Lorweita mae
I heard her whisper in her angel language. There is so much more to her than most see.
A foreigner of Earth, a Free Soul of space and time.
Artwork by Christine Kesara Dennett
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