Sitting with my selves
I hear younger Ran calling my name
Dear Raanah from 5 years ago Saturn returning to its place when you were born while you stayed at home quarantining in a global pandemic if I’ve forgotten to say it thank you for following a gut feeling all the way into this life that we are living it is so sweet here on the other side art, service, love in every direction if only I could give you a taste of this medicine to help you through the portal on the days the light faded maybe you felt it then sitting at home all alone knowing something didn’t belong you, in that space with those people wasting away maybe you heard these echoes coming down the line give yourself time the rest will sort itself out just follow the things that make your heart shout follow what makes you come alive
Speak to your selves every once in a while heal the inner child pluck the strings of time send music down the line allow the now and then to harmonize and with that clear tune echolocate to the next room the portal beckoning you through speak to your selves until the world self turns to ash in your mouth dissolves like a tab melting this and that now and then into one symphony of yes the hum of creation the divine vibration in the highest octave