I’m sitting in the energy of the Good, the Beautiful, the Holy and the Perfect. Going into meditation I focus on these Truths. I find myself at the edge of the life I’ve been living. It’s grey in color, like the Light cannot penetrate the shroud. The shroud of death is over my persona. My attachment to the way things are is a bit of a death sentence. What doesn’t serve me won’t stay-can’t even exist at the altitude to co-create with the Divine. Finding myself in the space between, one foot through the threshold-feels like mid step. I can see behind me the sun is setting. The sky is a dark grey streaked slightly with the last remains of daylight. My leg that has already bravely stepped forward is stepping into a new day that is dawning. Auspicious beginnings. This moment for me is a Holy creation. I’m Awake in It. I glance back once more and taste the melancholy of a human in transformation all the while continuing to create forward momentum for my Right Livelihood. The Good is mine to explore. The Beautiful is the radiant glow from within. The Holy Perfect prevails across my land. My conviction to Truth silences the inner conflict. Come home to your Center, One and All! Please, come claim your place at the table