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The worldly is her domain
The whole is his
And they come together
They met in the twilight zone, between the mountains and the clouds. They were surrounded by thick mist, white and wet. They could not see or hear; they could not smell or touch. They could only write illusions onto the fog. They were so close, yet so far apart.
She is a married mother. She looks for security and stability. She apparently plays the game according to the rules as learnt. She, nonetheless, wants to live the same in a better way? To keep the thoughts but to remove the blocks.
They met by chance, and their souls dance. The energies resonated, and the vibrations through the fog her blockages irritated.
He offered her to experience the whole, and together to break the blocks and walls.
She was in a dis-ease. She needed to remove the blockages. She was, however, desperately clinging to the thoughts. How can I remove the blocks?
He said, difficult it is for you to stay and for the walls to sway. To reach to great highs, you need to drop load and lies. A chance for rebirth you have, let go of yourself and become an elf.
He patiently explained, patterns cause pain. Blockages are illusions of the mind, their goal is your soul to bind. Free yourself from the anchor to the earth, and no worries, you shall gain a re-birth. Lose yourself and seek no soul, and watch your inner glow way more.
She said impossible! I cannot do that. I have worked hard for years on what I have. It is insane to ask me to leave it all now!!!
Feeling her, he bade farewell: The egg shell needs to break from within, if the life of the chick one is not to trim.
Alone she thought, where is this egg? where is the shell? If it is real, with me it will not dwell.