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News from the Winter Solstice

News from the Winter Solstice

Logos & Wisdom
Out of Chaos, every form or life is still possible. All is included and that is why this is perpetual. Everlasting births and rebirths, everlasting transformation, succession of colors and qualities. A hand giving to a hand, that gives to a new hand, until all hands have been connected. From the beginning to the end. Therefore, there is no beginning or end. It is all part of the same reference point, therefore everything is one. A different dimension of the female vibration is being given birth as a form of grounding this energy on Earth. It existed before but could not have landed on Earth. Now this is possible and is taking its righteous place on Earth, in the essence of Mother Earth and the female polarity that is representing…
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Regarding That Box

Regarding That Box

Fuzzy Red Boots
If you have ever looked for a job, you have probably come across a phrase at the description of the ideal candidate: “to think outside the box”. It’s almost like a publicity on the go, a perfect human of our times, the most advanced version of a current figure is someone who definitely and undoubtedly thinks outside the box. Is the box something bad, negative, and not desirable? The underlying promise is that outside this box, life is surely more interesting and unique. The box is not sexy, funny, or diverse. It’s rather common, plain and unsophisticated. Probably the same way are the people living in it? What the mainstream world is suggesting is that we have to escape this little, unattractive, usual box. This mainstream world does not have…
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My Mother Coming Out

My Mother Coming Out

Fuzzy Red Boots
“Would you like your daughter to be different?” She pauses. She takes a breath, she nods, and with inner resistance she admits, “Yes, in some parts yes”. That was my mother, once asked in a group of people to answer whether she likes me exactly as I am. This was a difficult and pivotal moment in my life. I was not prepared to listen to my mother speak for me in public, I was not afraid of it either. I think this was probably the first time she was doing that and I have never thought of this question being answered by her. Here I was, sat down at my chair, listening without any warning something that I have never thought of asking my mother directly, but what a question,…
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