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5.29.12 THE DANCE TONIGHT WAS DIFFERENT



(the art of dance)


The dance tonight was different. The spirits in the room moved me to dream walk my belief even to further heights. I soared next to peace that occupied the space. I danced with the Mother of fertility, ancient souls of motherhood. I soared next to The Grandmother’s assurance that everything’s going to be okay if humankind will but allow their love to prevail throughout heaven, the Heart(H) of Creation, the (H)eartH, home.

(Silence…)

The dance tonight was different. The joyful spirit danced along with me, much to my happiness, to my longing to dance with the Spirit of Love, that my belief could be whole with you and you and you and you and so on, until we, the wingless angels, those of flesh and bone, pushing down Love instead of raising it up, begin our rise…

It took me too long to find myself here. Where was I going?



© 2012 by the spirits dancing with mark richard prime


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