The Cycle: Broken 🌞

When she was a girl still inside the womb, she dreamt of a world where the suns rays kissed the grasses cells and the tigers roamed free through their homes.

Concrete or jungle, environment didn’t matter because the People & Nature were in perfect harmony & abundance.

They danced through the thunderstorms & swam through the tsunamis that ancients had promised would cleanse the very fabric of existence itself. Time was the driver and she was the only one, who knew the way.

Everyone thought Time was a saboteur because she wouldn’t give anyone the directions, but they simply couldn’t understand her so she could only show them.

When she was just a girl still growing in the womb, she dreamt of a world where the clouds brushed her hair and the stars welcomed her home as she fluttered through life to her own melody.

Music became her language where the tones took the form of coloured line lights that shimmied through her mind.

Laughter became the frequency that spoke to her soul for beyond the world she was in, she could hear something else.

While she was in the womb, she began to wake up. A process that usually happens once the incarnations reach maturity. Yet here in the womb, she began to awake.

A process unheard of, completely, divinely magical. Something unknown, entirely unable to happen. Yet there she was, still inside the womb, completely existing.

She dreamt of worlds where the lights in the sky danced as frequently as the cells in her bones until the day she saw them synchronising their moves.

She dreamt of a world where she could run, and dance and draw and play until the day she began hearing those things happening.

She dreamt of a world where she could learn , explore, grow & thrive. Then she began seeing a growing light in the far away distance.

She stopped dreaming the moment she saw the light for curiosity began to explore her veins.

“What is that? Where did it come from? What’s the noise? Oh?! Is that MEEEE making that noise? Wowww it feels really cool.”

She began learning, without ever knowing she was learning. For curiosity allowed her to play with the tones and pitches of her voice and the way the vibrations would effect her body.

She began exploring, without ever knowing she was exploring. For curiosity allowed her to discover the different parts of her body and their functions.

She began thriving, without ever knowing she was thriving. For curiosity allowed her to see that there was so much for her to learn, so much for her to be able to do, so much for her to even BEGIN trying to do anything.

She learnt so much, while still inside the womb, that she very rapidly realised there was no way she was going to be able to navigate these new choices. She would need help. But where could she get help from, in navigating through all these choices? She didn’t know.

And then she heard something, from beyond her world, that she had never heard before. “Hi my baby. I can’t wait to meet you.” And there was a giant body part - just like one of hers with the 5 point things sticking off it it - moving up and down the front part of the world. But it was weird. The world wasn’t any different. She could see there were orangey coloured lights INSIDE the body part. Lots of them. Like the coloured strings she had seen before. Only, those strings weren’t inside her world. They were on the outside.

And that noise was like HER noise but, different. Strong. Powerful. Amazing. The noise that was made made her feel safe. Calm. Happy. Light in her chest.

While she was still in the womb, she began to wake up. She dreamt of a world that was the world she WILL know, before she became apart of that world.

Then when she became apart of the world that she had dreamt of BEFORE getting there, she began dreaming of another world.

Beyond the world, of the world.

The Cycle Is Broken.

Entirely. Completely. Irrevocably.

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