The merge of the masculine and feminine
I see a small little boy. Incapsulated in space. Floating in the Cosmos. He feels a slight grief. He wants to be held, given space and assured with a safe and soft landing. Held in the arms of a tender warm Mother energy. Soft and gently being received, being welcomed, attracted with an open heart. He flies in open space. Like a sperm cell, not being able to steer. The driving force is so strong, being catapulted into the Universe. Breaking free from the safe and secure and not knowing when and where the landing will be. The breath is little, because of the new and breathtaking ride. So many new… Read More