The Square Root of Tree, Urgent!
We JOLTED off to Knoxville to spend the afternoon at Market Square and took a friend (Kay from the UK) with us. This friend was interested in our way of life and joined with us in being aware of "this moment". It was Kay that picked up on the first synch as we walked in the "Square". She said, "Look! Square Root of Tree".
Pam and the Turkish Minstrel
But the rapport was greatest when we decided to share Sushi at Kabuki in the Square while Shakespeare Cymbeline played in the background. Earlier I had met with the Channel 5 News reporter who was there about the play and spoke to him about The Soul, The Tempest, Shakespeare which as the words of "My heart will be your shelter and my arms will be your home" wafted toward us from the stage we spoke of how the SPIRIT speaks as "many waters" which we hear in this "wilderness of the peoples". Kay wanted to read The Soul, The Tempest, Shakespeare and was very touched by what she read. We began to share a multitude of synchs that were happening around us when I spoke of how this felt like the energy of the Rainbow Festival the story of which I called "Wild as Flies" and now feel that it also is a good representation of that moment to share here. Kay sat and read some of that post as well. The freshness of her contribution to this moment was very good and helped me to share now with "You". We knew the importance of each moment as time is short and a synch with how SPIRIT layers was revealed through this experience of the moment and of layers of time.
More Shakespeare and dnatree
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yhKN1mNbec
I'm Gonna make this place your home and Shakespeare twelfth night
Turtle carries his home with him as the son of man will have nowhere to lay his head.
More Shakespeare and dnatree
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yhKN1mNbec
I'm Gonna make this place your home and Shakespeare twelfth night
Turtle carries his home with him as the son of man will have nowhere to lay his head.
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.
Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.
We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.
Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.
We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.
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The moment is Urgent!
Synchs of this Urgency born in 1993 echoed in July 2016,2017 you too are on this Wild Ride!
This Passionate burning Cross is burning down the house, the culmination of years of intention to reach you. I know my darling go to sleep now I (SPIRIT) will catch you. Listen UP! I will open my mouth and speak tenderly as I am your lover, come to me.
Edit to add at 2:50pm Johnathan called, had the same feeling without knowing what I was feeling. There is pain in the rain
Edit to add at 2:50pm Johnathan called, had the same feeling without knowing what I was feeling. There is pain in the rain
Sophie, when you get too close to the truth the manipulator will cause a "falling out" to put you off the trail.
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