Transition

Transmutation.....

Transformation....

This is the eve of a new dawn...

Our own evolution if you will...

A period in time where all wishes are set forth and old behaviors are set aside in a grace for something new to behold our destiny....

There is a period in this time that is timeless it seems....

Where the old and the new seem so far away...

Where we are standing in the space in between....

Where all the unemployed dreams dance in the space between what was and what will be, awaiting our command to come into being....

A beautiful and wondrous time, without time....

Anything and everything is possible....

As the celebrations take place and the party crosses into the final destination....

Take a moment to thank the new... Thank the old....

And most importantly....

Thank the space in between for the dance of our unemployed dreams....

Published
December 6, 2022
Author
Andrew Mee
Category
Thoughts
Thoughts & poetry

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New Beginnings

And so, the new beginning!

It is common to hear the phrase "time flies when you're having fun". Although would it not be more apt to say that "time flies when we're detached from our own true reality".  

In that thought, we could detach at either end of the spectrum, and thus misplace many hours, days, weeks, months or years indeed, enveloped in times of extreme happiness or sadness.

I have spent many years on both ends of this spectrum, only momentarily experiencing the true feelings wrapped in each moment.

Although....

We can all recall a moment or moments in time where joy was at its peak, and yet time seemed to stand still.....

It is times like these, where we are truly present, in the moment, alive, together.

So I leave this post with a thought......

Live..... breathe..... feel..... Glorify each moment with your "presence", and who knows, we may actually LIVE..... FOREVER.....

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