The cycles of change

You feel the shedding of an old skin, a fabric of energy that has cloaked your life in meaning, now dissolving in purpose to make way for the new.

You are not settled in this process, feeling a sense of loss as what once gave you identity breaks down into dust, to be swept away by a new inflow of beginning.

Bear this time in grace as best you can, allowing for the moments of nothing to be not hollow voids to be dreaded but sacred spaces, the forming of brave new pillars of a temple that gain their strength from the passing of what has been.

Feel the dying as still you live, trusting in the natural wisdom of cycles, knowing that each death births the seed of a new beginning, just as each new beginning, in time, is asked to surrender into a new realisation of truth.

Resist not the pain of letting go, of releasing into the mystery of what cannot be known. For as you soften and surrender may you realise another intelligence at work, a deeper river of understanding that courses through you, rising up from the waters of an eternal-spring.

Release and release again, building a trust in the ebb and flow of changing cycles, of the passage of energy as it moves along into a new vibration of colour. Trust in the way revealed only in glimpses, in moments where the mind rests and a clearing is made, a space in which to experience the moment new.