As now we rest in the time of the son’s mourning, note the passing of the white ones as they march lonely to an empty call. The snow drifts climbed higher than their chariot wheels. They now return as did also the Pharaoh with eyes downcast having not swayed the enlightened children of Ghesh-on.

Do not confuse their disappointment with the downcast aspect of failure. The surface waters are stilled and stagnant, yet the fountains flow unchecked now. The caps are heavy still and much force is stored along the axis. Is the melting sufficient?

I suspect the turn will come and not in stages as the criers predict. The stars will surely stray from their course and Iron Orion will bare his sword. It is as it will be and those who know will know.

Count then down to this day three years hence…

Here is an amazing video that reaches the soul (words, music and art by Wendy Fransisco).
That is just what art should do, no?

Please watch it with an open heart. Yes there are deeper allusions here but set those aside and enjoy the open playful humor and love embedded in it.

As I watched the last 2/3 of this simple video with tearful eyes it occurred to me that the connection to life and God as life are always so close. No matter how deep you dig into the higher meanings in the endless search for empowerment and the gnosis, the true spirit is always there… wagging it’s tail at your return.