...ace... aced it... the test... the Real One... after i ditched the papers and screens... after i quit my job and got to Work... after i realized there is only You... after the dead me became the ground i walked on... like a cemetery of me... like a casket that extended through the veins of the earth... what are you waiting for...?... it says... whispers so loud... idlib becomes my head... and the bombs of babylon shattering my hopes and dreams... 450,000 thoughts like syrians fleeing to turkey... to ottoman middleast... to a period of possibility... knowledge wisdom understanding that is handed to 144000... each of us have them... each of us have our tribe of 144000 that we have to meet... that we have to Connect with before its too late... who are they... why are they placed in our lives?... what about those whose hearts are sealed?...
...ace of cups... the cups bearing water... the movement of the emotional body... the mana-mya kosha... all praise is due... all praise is due-ing through this cafe... through it all... through time like it was los angeles forest fires spreading downtown like watts and a south central 1992... home of bodybags sent to el salvador being funded by c.i.s contras through weapons sales to iran and iraq to kill each other at the border... their spirits engulf the mud the dead me lays in... sometimes like wool... sometimes like a blanket of nails...
...ace of cups... emotions... the bearer of the utmost emotion... of damn... of wow... of what was that all about... of walking around in wow... of doing pinchanyurasana and flipping over... of going from standing to hand standing to splitting the hand stand, to stand to handstanding...
...ace of cups like the world like the emperor like the empress... all this week... all signifying this Truth... the ayat-Ullah...
...i'm crying everyone's tears sade says... water like tears like the emotional body brimming from this cup... spilling out... so much to give...
...in traditional tarot ryder waite deck... there is a hand below the chalice (cup)... reaching from the clouds... a dove peaks from above to get a taste... stars in the b.g... five streams flowing... each stream repping 5 senses... abundant in emotion... the hand from the clouds being the nexus between spiritual realm and here... the water streams into the ocean... and you are being blessed from the divine...
...so what does it mean that i am being offered such peace and love today... this overwhelm of joy?... how do i honor it...?... what do i need to do to live up to this offering...?... where is it?... shhh... it is in the offering... in having exchange with what is meaningful... of.. like yoga... like meditation... prayer... writing... cooking... walking... siesta-ing... cafe-ing... it is there... right before you... lean into it... through the practice of exchanging Your Gifts with others...
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