Air Seed of Ether: Transformation

1.5.11
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Twenty seven bald eagles flew over our heads this evening as we walked the village green. They were amazing flying in sets of two and three at a time.

I inherently feel that their vast presence is a picture so much bigger than I have seen before, that I feel almost blind to this time. Everything has seemed to become so ordinary, even though everything about this time is clearly not.

This last year I have felt placed inside and outside our work at the same time, and awakened to the eccentric sounds of ordinary aging life, even though I know these are not, in truth, my reality.
In truth the concept of transformation has a completion cycle within its emerging pattern and this is often seen as age in time, but present in a new formation.

The sacred craves a new horizon and I don’t quite yet see the cradle of this rising newness. I employ my upper body to relax into this memory so I can begin to realize the connection from an eagle-eye view.