Being awoken at 4am. Not having any idea why I am awake and my fingers are itching for the keyboard, to form the words from afar, from within, from dreams. I've been working with languages since I can remember and the fascination for each vowel, the sound that comes together to form a phrase, to describe each moment, each life experience.
This hour before the sun rises is one of my favorites without a doubt, it is in-between still, there is hardly vibration of thoughts or conversations. All those sleeping are creating vibrations in their dreams, another land of mystery that I still know so little of.
As the sun rises the crows soar across the sky and caw in their journey amidst the city awakening.
There is a sensation of well-being around the house, the garden. A sneaky rat or squirrel, possum, not sure...has been eating the great tomatoes...These signs are subtle sometimes like the creature coming in to nibble on things and wait for my reaction. This time it was not a reaction but simply to notice where in my life I am not putting boundaries, where in my life do I need to have them and forgotten to use them.
We saged the garden one night and spoke to the creature to nibble on the north section of the garden. That we would be open to sharing the space, working to grow plants but with the intention of sharing.
So here it is daylight and a crystal at hand. A crystal a good friend of mine exchanged for a healing breathing session. The crystal I found yesterday has formation of triangles along the face side of it. According to my other friend, crystal expert, she said that these crystals come to us with certain messages and that if we sit down with it to meditate, the message will come sooner or later in some form, either in a dream or during waking hours, so pay attention.
These are the conversations with the Earth, at some point or another they come to you.
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