When one is trying to build momentum yet is struggling to maintain their speed, Though tools may help perhaps there’s a deeper element one could additionally use, For we’ve all access to the quantum ~ despite it to most being little known, One just need learn how to reignite their conscious connection which awaits and stews, ‘Till one acknowledges it through mental reconnection and practice of some description…
One’s practice however needn’t be an overwhelming element to ones everyday flow, For unless one is aiming for mastery to guide others once learned it needs but a mental moment, A trigger if you will for it to unleash and ripple from your mind to whatever it shall have in stow, Allowing one to lucubrate with less of a likelihood of having completely quanked as a component, Meaning one can be vibrationally higher than dull without the jittery mess another shot of coffee has in tow.
Hence one can flow from task to task with a greater ease and energetic grace to each action, A brighter auric element radiating thus embruing with all in reach reducing external compaction, Irrespective how minimal one may think their energetic abilities may be ~ sometimes it only takes a fraction, To completely overhaul the more subtle energetic elements of ones being from a place of stagnation, Transmuting debris into healthier variants that bolster ones efforts to continue gaining traction.
That said the more one maintains their flow and strengthens their alignment and connection, The more one can energetically enhance their entire life beyond hustling with less burnout, For everything is energetic just of differing vibrational densities dependant on ones perspectives reflection, Thus why manifestation success can be delayed when one’s thoughts are loaded with an abundance of doubt, It counteracts ones efforts to succeed hence one need be mindful of how thoughts may affect ones goal selection.
However whilst ’tis always a self discovery adventure when one evolves thoughts from dark to productive, Harnessing energetics though delightful can leave one needing to remember to keep oneself grounded, For if one delves too long they can throw their balance askew ~ to the point the mundane can become difficult, Though it shouldn’t be much of an obstacle ~ just a factor to keep mindful of throughout an element that can leave one astounded, Through each enchanting sensory experience one gets the pleasure to explore further into the quantum foray.
Welcome to a poetically mediative moment by a campfire energetically within…
‘Fore we delve in, let us take three deep slow breaths; in… and out, again in… and out… now once more in… and out, As we settle ourselves into an energetic state where we can connect, Aligning ourselves to whatever it is we need from that which is to follow through this subject.
However, to trigger the full effects that this moment may bring, Close your eyes and thrice repeat the following:
I am now open to receiving all I need within this moment.
I am now open to receiving all I need within this moment.
I am now open to receiving all I need within this moment.
Now as one’s connected to the subtleties this piece contains, Which in this moment happens to include a kundalini reiki cleansing component, Allow me to be your guide on this now commencing poetic meditative journey…
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Thus just imagine in this seraphic moment standing upon red sand, At the location of your own personal, cozy, quiet camp sight, Deep in the blissful blue grey fragrant Aussie bushland, Upon a damp, densely foggy, wintery, late autumn morn…
’Tis where the crisp morning air fills your lungs, As you venture out of your cosy swag into the fog, Taking a moment to revive the dulled campfires coals, 'Fore finding yourself a spot to sit upon a sturdy log…
The fire soon enough starts warming the air in reach, And provides the heat needed for your morning beverage of choice, As you sip slowly birdsong breaks through the bush lands silence, ‘Tis nothing short of seraphic to hear their orchestral voice.
Subsequently a lone bird makes its silence braking solo known, It’s melodious tune adding a vibrant layer with it’s rather sweet tone, Before being joined by the full dawn chorus ’tis thrown, Tho’ not ‘fore its element reaches through energetically from aura to bone.
As their performance seems to reach near its peak, A rouge ray of sunshine breaks through the fog, Warming your soul from where it first touches, As cell by cell it starts dissolving any remaining dull monologue.
Effervescent style this warmth from the sun’s first rays, Ripples through your entire being then outward, Slowly driving back the densities of surrounding fog cover, ‘Till there’s no chance of it returning ‘till night-covers bombard…
Thus in the soul healing warmth of the early morn’s sun, One sits sipping seraphically one’s chosen warm beverage, Absorbing the bliss of one’s quintessential bushland surrounds, Knowing for today ‘tis now an abundance of bliss gaining leverage…
Yet whilst the dawn chorus have been making their melodious mark, Awakening the world around you which is still slightly dark, The early morn sun rays deepen their melting ~ burning any debris they embark, Not that unlike ones warming campfire turning to ashes each burning logs bark;
So whilst ones beverage may be turning further towards waning than full, One can feel with ease the warmth of the sunshine healing deep into ones soul, Incinerating debris from ones aura to the infinite depths of ones core, Replenishing one entirely with whatever for you this moment still has in store.
Eventually the fire begins to reduce from flames to coals, As the sun rises high enough that its rays take on different energetic roles, No longer warming all cooled by night with dawn times magical perspective, As all venture into their days a little lighter from energetic burdens respective.
When one’s had the style of day that leaves them quanked beyond compare, Whilst still having elements lingering for ones waning attention, Simply flopping on the bed or zombie binging something on tv may not be the best solution, If one’s to thrive the following morn with a refreshing air of vibrant comprehension…
Thus taking a moment to contemplate and brainstorm at a time one’s fully replenished, Ways one can unwind and recover from days that flow insanely chaotic, That resonate with your current alignment yet can evolve into future elements with ease, ’Tis something we all should consider pondering ~ even if the scenarios we use for our ideas be nothing short of rhetoric.
One may find it even depends on the day as to what resonates with their perception, As sometimes just a hug with a cup of tea and cake can do wonders for recovery’s inception, Unwinding one from the interweave of enduring through a long demanding days tension, Releasing one from elements blocking your ideal path to relaxations dimension.
However listening to music that soothes ones soul by candlelight with a beverage in hand, Whilst it may create the perfect healing moment energetically for one, Another could find that perspective nothing short of irritating, Thus finding something more upbeat like an online shooting game their idea of relaxing fun!
Others may meditate their stresses away ~ energetically replenishing through breath and thought, And taking inspiration from various elements ’tis always an option not to retort, As we’re all unique beings irrespective of our interconnected elements, Needing to find our own functioning variations of relaxing replenishment which shan’t be contort.
Envision a moment ~ a leaf… seemingly dangling with the same purpose as every other… Yet no two are ever exactly identical ~ no two in exactly the same spot, Each has a differing view ~ thus despite similarities all have vastly different lives…
Now picture yourself as this leaf you’ve chosen upon in your mind, ’Tis it one warming in the full sun or perhaps the shade’s what you’ve timed… Be it on a lower/mid/higher branch ~ the type of plant really doesn’t much matter, For now look out from your spot through all the other leaves you can see… Notice how different though similar all the leaves around you happen to be.
For to those looking from afar they may all seem to appear exactly the same, Yet with a closer view one may notice an abundance of variants less tame… As whilst some bring a cooling element others provide a place for eggs to call home, They can protect a bud yet to bloom too soon or carry insects on the wind to roam…
Thus much like us each leaf though so similar ’tis quintessentially unique, Each creating its own seraphic element to a facet for our universe to be complete, Cycling through and constantly adjusting/evolving ‘till the moment ’tis bittersweet, Then taking another element onwards for nothing can last too long within its respective feat.
As a feather falls unto the earth after falling from so very high, It’s journeys far from over for a new one ’tis soon nigh… Whilst it may be carried on the breeze for a little while, Down a stream and to a child's hand in such a graceful style, One cannot help but wonder what it’s lifetime held before, All the sights the bird experienced creating the energetic stories it may have in store…
For a growing number now know our world is energetic, And that some have ways to discover the too often tragic, Stories of the world around us in various ways, Through items such as feathers should they to us their stories convey, Though elements at times are lost to translations art, Filtered through the perspective of those ’tis to impart…
For ’tis far from just the energetic stories of our earth that in this way are effected… Our perspectives are our entire life views being selectively projected, Into every moment we walk in this world and elements in our time beyond, For we leave fragments everywhere like breadcrumb notes of our life’s song! Like clues in a treasure hunt for those in the future to find, All the stories that make up our lives that we’ve left trailing behind.
Thus one need only a feather to uncover the story of a bird, Whom Soared above clouds ’n’ up before any other creature stirred; The leaf of a tree through it’s perspective up rather high; Or a pebble to unveil what it’s noted going on nearby… The key to it all is to just learn to listen and feel, Then take note of what you may not realise is actually real!
Imagine for a moment, Your at a cozy quiet camp site, Deep in the Aussie bushland, Upon a damp, densely foggy morn…
Where the crisp morning air is what fills your lungs, As you venture out of your cozy warm swag into the fog, Taking a moment to revive the campfires coals, 'Fore finding a spot to sit upon a sturdy bark free log…
The fire soon enough starts warming the air in reach, And provides the heat needed for your morning warm beverage of choice, As you sip slowly birdsong breaks through the bush lands silence, ‘Tis nothing short of seraphic to hear their orchestral voice.
Then as the performance seems to reach near its peak, A rouge ray of sunshine breaks through the fog, Warming your soul from where it first touches, As cell by cell it starts dissolving any remaining dull monologue.
Effervescent style this warmth from the sun’s first rays, Ripples throughout your being then outward, Slowly driving back the surrounding fog cover, ‘Till there’s no chance of it returning today ‘till night-covers bombard…
Thus in the soul healing warmth of the early morn’s sun, One sits sipping seraphically one’s warm beverage, Absorbing the bliss of one’s bushland surrounds, Knowing for this day ‘tis now an abundance of bliss that has leverage…
On the path of life one ventures, Twisting, leaping, in a direction or three at once, And yet all three one day one may find, Are just one, long, intertwined path, Of illusionary elements that at their core, Are all of the exact same kind.
‘Tis the illusion that gains us this clarity, That we constantly appear to seek, Hilariously venturing through apparent smog, Evolving our brains ‘till we think we’ve found our way through, Thinking there’s some amazing destination, Only to find ourselves still sitting on the exact same log.
For though we’ve ventured, evolved, transpired, We’ve learned a lot, changed everything and grown tired, When we strip back it all, sit, and prepare our next step, Knowing of the illusion we’ve cleared that’s at our back, We can see now all the variants we’ve overcome, Have essentially returned us back to our core concept.
A concept that has been with us our whole lives, Whether we acknowledge it there or not, Those whom seek rest assured shall find theirs, Though it shan’t be what they think they’re looking for, When they look they may see only that which they can see, It shall not be revealed until the right moment rears…
Thus why one may seem lost in an illusion, Illusion surrounded thickly by fog, We can’t actually clear it while we’re ultimately inept, Even then ‘tis merely a moment of enlightenment, To guide our way forth from the moment, That we gain a rare opportunity to realise that which is… Our core concept.
Enlightenment, ‘tis a topic most have some degree of thought upon, When the dullness of mundane has become heavy, The mayhem of the world outweighs our ability adding inability to continue on, As we try to make our way through day by day that little less steady…
Yet when we close our eyes a mere moment, Take a deep breath and blow away the smog, We can bask in the internal evenings sunlight, Healing energetically from our dense auric atmospheric bog.
For as one’s meditatively baskin’ in their inner light, Mind easing from the fogginess that’s crept in since last time, Whilst one’s Senses tingle as in a place elysian in style, To escape here an hour would be seraphically sublime!
Now, it may be an ecstatic experience of bliss, To go on a meditative adventure through one’s mind, However to be bathed throughout in golden light, ‘Tis immensely more peiskos style in kind…
Thus when baskin’ in the inner light one can find deep within one’s soul, It is far more than a moment of mental peace one can desire to be the goal, But a more seraphic energetic healing moment may aspire to unfold, Warming one’s being towards a more Devinely guided alignment kind of role.
With an element of metals flake bringing colour and glitter, These near inch wide creations bring their own light touch of sparkle, Incorporated with tiny crystals and gems in a vibrantly balanced abundance, To only get one ‘tis for your own mind to debacle…
For the holographic sparkles through the silver, Tend to fizz their way through one’s aura subtly light, Supporting one’s feminine auric balance seraphically, Whilst strengthening one’s aura to filter against whatever it may of one’s plight.
Though the blue grey mix ‘twas originally white, This accidental masterpiece is nothing short of a delight, Bolstering one’s wiser thoughts to surface more often than not, And increasing one’s visions through a feminine perspective when sought.
The magical delight that is translucent violet, Has see through moments amongst it’s pink and blue, Making magical fairy inspired elements to this unique variant, With a touch of light loving communication support for you!
The amethyst tone of my purple creations, Mirror the gem’s perspective rather well, With calming, protective wisdom, for your path ahead, Doing what it can to energetically have your back and warn off smaller ill-foretell...
The blue is near aligned a hue with that of a clear outback sky, Supporting clear communication attempts to bloom, Though like most; elements of tourmaline are clearly visible, This bright creation during meditation can support the clearing of gloom.
An Emerald hue brings a nurturing element, To this sparkling colourful collection of energetic support, Though not as grounding as one might expect, This gentle healer may subconsciously suggest the odd loving thought.
Flecks of pyrite and tourmaline boldly embrue, These golden vibrant stars supportive efforts towards one’s solar, To bolster vibrancy throughout one’s day, And do their bit to motivate one onwards!
Our Orange design is ideal for Halloween lovers and creatives alike, Perfect for a touch of pocket support for those venturing through sensual or hormonal balancing, Those enduring horrific creative blocks, Or Gouls heading out on a certain hallowed eve for some fun and gentle menacing…
The passionate, romantic hue of red that matches that of blood, ‘Tis what one can expect to support one’s base chakra’s niche, Physicality ‘Tis the focus of what this one shines its efforts towards, Supporting one’s physical through each moment within reach.
Inspiring thoughts of the galaxy beyond, These dark holographic flecked delights aim to protect, Empowering thoughts beyond their current limitations, Are elements one may be more open to expect.
Now though they’re brilliant bringing into one’s life a little touch of sparkle, Infused with my own multiple Reiki modality amalgamative blend, They are purely a subtlety supportive creation one can just keep in bag or pocket, However for more in depth information including how to boost their effects and more; adjourning to:
Gold, silver, platinum, bronze; just to name a few, Are metals a lot of us seem to hold of varying precious status, Yet most of us go our whole lives unaware, Of what these metallic variants can do for us…
For just like crystals and their gemstone counterparts, We know they’ve their own respective properties and perspectives, Scientists have shown and experimented alike with, Their toxicities, physical uses and complexities.
Systems define them to be of varying values to us, And yet what if these metallic marvels of mother nature’s creation, Serve a divinely different purpose to how we humans have substagated, What if these sparkling resources exist for a very different intention?
Could it be they play a vital role in the survival of our planet? After all we’ve micro variants of gold and copper in our blood, If we over mine these marvellous, shiny metals, Could worldwide balance be thrown off with a thud?
Or perhaps us humans mining and spreading metals across the Earth, May perchance be creating a global harmonising effect, Creating a shield of sorts if you will imagine for a moment, Against our own advances in what we believe soon to be inept.
Perhaps we need to take a moment and just ponder, These metallic marvels in all their strong, sparkling wonder, Then adjusting our usage if need be in the future ahead, Before to our eventual returning demise we are lead.
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