Tapestry of Intention

I am weaver

Not of wool

But of invisible threads

Spun from breath

And unspoken dreams

Intention is not passive waiting

But active creation

Each thought a shuttle

Each breath a loom

Each heartbeat—rhythm

My hands know how to:

- Gather scattered moments

- Braid possibility

- Tension fragile threads

- Hold complexity

Some days the tapestry looks like:

Scattered colors

Unexpected patterns

Designs emerging

Without my conscious design

Manifestation is not control

But conversation

Between what I desire

And what the universe whispers

I am learning

To trust the pattern

Before it is fully visible

To believe in threads

Not yet woven

My body—the framework

My consciousness—the weaving

My dreams—the intricate design

Intention does not demand

It invites

It suggests

It opens doorways