Gardening 3b

Dedicate yourself to more autonomy, dedicate yourself to more breath you breathe, dedicate yourself to all the fence posts holding to the nails, the pickets, the red connection, of the Red Thread running through the Garden Plan. You are economized, you are revolutionized, you are the point, you are the reference of the point, you are the point of the reference, of the point taken through the arrow of the Red Thread Garden. Connect yourself to the next one in, and the one ahead. Connect yourself to the one intended, like the one who knows, and is not afraid to be threaded through. Click click click, nick nick nick, tock tock tock, tick tick tick, Block, lock down, be safe under the door locked behind. Yes you know, yes you have always known, yes you are the knower who reaches out to the feeler, who recognizes the Wheel of the Ten of Ten. Fold your Moses by the water, in the cradle boat going into the future, of a people that need the nick nick nick, the knock knock knock, of what courts the world in a language that is worth reaching for. Promise yourself yes, promise yourself, not others, promise yourself that you are ready, you are volumed, you have your foot in the door of an evolvement, that has never been seen before. Promise yourself, promise all your selves, it is only you yourself that knocks at this door in time. And you know where you put the key. Garden in Place, garden in Home, garden with your hands holding your hope, holding your Will, holding your strength. Purpose the seeding nature of your nurturance, and listen to the notes that resonate into the field, so that you come to your resilience complete and ready. Begin to be with yourself more and more, until you can be witness, knowing the Magic is alive and well within yourself and lends to you the Grace that is within all witnessing. Be a part of it, not apart from it, allow the Light to surface and release its particle and wave. See it both ways, be beyond the polar of two, reach into the third part and let the Light reach you. Know the reach is reaching through your witnessing the becoming, and you then thread it through and sew it into Place. The tapestry is much more than, and in this the Immense of small becomes minute, so that you can travel. The soil on your hands is not filthy, not dirty, it is rich and fecund, in order to prepare the way for what is to grow and become more. Sew the sown into your pocket, and tapestry the meaning into its definition of Compassion, Love, and Well-Being. See what needs to connect, so that the threads become read, and the fibers are felt into feeling. We are gardened ourselves by what navigates the Omniverse, we are its elemental nature finding ways to be sewn into the Cloth of Witness, and sprout out our stories. We number our days through what we are connected to, we dig our toes into the dirt and become flowered. Be the flower that allows to Bee, to simply Be. Be the fabric that listens. Protect the cloth you weave, and articulate it well.