The magic hand writes
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From HeArt to hand
thoughts unfold and flow
magic spells are cast
an art ancient in her heart
channeled through space time
actions with intent
without attachment to outcome
the outcome bring greater than one’s limited imagination
Love once blanketed me at Dusk
It descended with the Darkness
softly osmozing through the atmosphere
as if a distilled liquor from Heaven’s heart had condensed to return to earth via my own heart in a warm fuzzy fog of a tubular shawl of Love hugging me ever so gently holding me in spaceless silent stillness at the Temple of the Universe
Feel -palpable tangible I felt it again one morning as I was hugged by another
It was witnessed by us both in at oneness,
a transcendence preempting unity with the Earth in a show of riotous colours at an everlasting sunset at Luz on the Equinox 2.5 years later
In the autumnal grace of my life I found an eternal spring!
A time to feel passionate about my self
my work and my life
Purple Passion flower portal in my own backyard invites me to enter.
Light and behold I take up the challenge.
My name in Sanskrit means Spring
My middle name Mabel or Amable
Or Amabella means Lovable
Vannia is a forested area in the land of my ancestors and Singham means lion
Lovable spring forest lion
Entering that portal