violet flame

the fire burns in all parts of me that are ready for the violet flame of transmutation.

hot like the lava that flows to make rich grounds of fertility - warm to the touch and wise to the ways that speak of a time when less was known and more was felt and we let lives be lived because value above or below did not exist - only now we know these constructs of societies highs and lows and the in between begins to disappear. one box here and another label there and we all falter and blunder our way to the truth of our inner core.

corruption scorched all the surfaces that we used to rest upon. ways of living have been destroyed by greed, and why do we still sell ourselves short time and again when we could collectively end the madness by saying NO.

i heard once or twice or maybe even times three, we must learn to say no so we can truly say yes to that which stirs the soul in all the best ways. we can say no as we go deeper into what it truly means to live, alive in our hearts and awake in our souls.

our spirits tell us to gather all the pieces we gave away. there is purpose to this life, personal and collective. when we open ourselves to to what it means to be alive in our own best ways, we cease to self destruct, we choose healing and support and connection - we choose self reflection, we choose liberation and dreams and joy and all the things we’ve been told are last on the list of what matters.

violet flames of transmutation - shifting the collective evolution.