We were playing fairy games of dances in the garden amongst the fliers and the flowers. the serene meadow was near a pristine body of running water. She danced and leapt over to me on the tips of her toes and twirled. with out-stretched arms and the bow of gracious virtue, she embraced the pure fluid within her cupped hands, and reached to the heavens. Suddenly, she released the grip of her grasp and the water fell from the clear sky, like a fountain of sprinkling springs. She then looked into me with clear and welcoming eyes that glittered with radiance, and her effervescent smile was as bright as the sun that lights the abounded celestial horizons.
Aged gracefully, like a fine wine of the vineyard, and of the most aromatic fragrant mists in the oxygen of the fresh breezing winds as they blow within her garden, constantly, she is refreshed by the supply of the good green grapes to fill her cup with. She vigilantly whispers as the voice of the wind, precise instructions to her methodic remedy, as the recipe for refinement of aesthetic perfection. One can only give what one owns and knows to distribute accordingly. She is the superb distinction. Pure, she is the rainmaker. Timeless is her wisdom. Her art is golden like the antique chalice of her blessed virgin vessel.
Her window, in the image of a woman standing upon a tall and pointed pillar, show that her arms are outstretched to her delicate finger tips in the shape of the magical oh chi circulation of energy. The golden yellow glow as the aura of the sun that lives within her shines in to greet her and surrounds the silhouette of her rainbow coloured body of flower petals that extend below her hips and act as a foundation from which her transparent wings found just below her shoulders extend upward and outward in preparation for the transcendence (trans-en-dance).
Her long neck holds her head high, as she carries the crown of time, the wisdom of the changing moon, and the enlightenment of the sun. Her days are green, as she sees only the goodness of the earth. An open heart and open mind meet to match her open arms that are outstretched to welcome the children into her prismatic aura of vibrant rainbow glows. On the blades of either shoulder sits the pair of reflective stars that sit in polarity within the heavens. One of the east and one of the west are her counterparts. The stars amongst her are mobile, in motion, with gusts of electricity behind them, as though filled with surges of lightning energy. They are being fired upward and together, toward a collision in the center of her crown, where they meet in perfect harmonic balance of synchronicity.
Like an open door to a world of windows, she infinitely expands the dimension of the realm by which we exist through the reciprocation of the one truth. Open to accept that which is coming, in faith and hope and love, she is the symbol of the water that flows and brings with it new life, washing away the remains of death, as the water flows to become an opening toward the coming of the birth of a greater day. She shows that truly we are all one being boundlessly interconnected by the ray of light within us as unique entities expressing the one being that we are.
She is a symbol of positively conductive energy toward the ongoing influence of an inspired creativity, representative of a unified people toward the common objective of expressing the beauty of the universal truth by which and for which we have all been created. It is the overcoming of all obstacles as her arms outstretch up to the boundless heavens, and gives hope for life and light and love in the flow of energy in this window of water. In this way, we all stand to become free, as we establish a unity in order to serve the purpose of that freedom. It is because of this truth that we have established a central home based from which to dwell, and it is because of this reality that we are inspired to magic, in the flow by which we are called one.
