Shining threads

Shining threads

Monday, 21 February 2011

All dimensions

The stones sat, unattended in the jewelery box, hidden from the hungry eyes of glamour, glittering with lust for material form.

She walked away and laid on the verdant cover of the earth, hearing its beat, as a tribe of cows fed themselves from its gratuitous offerings.

The air was alive with thoughts and ideas and as she arose, one implanted itself in her right brain. A vision unfolded of a realm of light and peace, which she knew she could manifest amongst her community.

She offered thanks to the highest heaven - the source of wonder and all that is, was and ever will be.

Now she strode forth, to sell the stones in the jewelery box and spread the wealth across the land.

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