January 2nd, 2012
January 02, 1992
Still raining. Gray storm. My inner weather is debating in its own storm.
“I was your Angel,
I am your Angel.
Now your task begins.”
Where am I? I ask.
“In your exact space.
Where your gifts and creativity are called on daily.
Where darkness has no business.
The light at its most resplendent shall light your way.”
Diaries of an Alchemical Woman
LIONE & CROFT
Enero 2, 1992
Sigue lloviendo, es un gris temporal. Mis climas internos se debaten en su propio temporal.
“Fui tu Ángel
y soy tu Ángel
y comienza tu tarea.”
– Dónde estaré? Pregunto.
“En tu justo espacio.
Donde los dones y la creatividad serán convocados día a día,
donde la oscuridad no comercie.
La luz en su mejor esplendor iluminará tu sendero.”
Diario de una Mujer Alquímica
LIONE & CROFT