The Oracle was feeling mellow this morning. I can use some mellow.
This photo was taken out my window of last month’s (nearly) full moon.
here beneath this thick blue
winter world
I watch the murmur
of almost dawn
seeds rooted in the night
tendriling a path through
dark into day
I follow still
spirited full with secrets
breathed by the moon
K. 
The images are so similar to the images the Oracle gave me this morning (and the poem I got yesterday) ! There’s definitely a message she wants to get across, and I can understand why.
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She always knows what we need to hear.
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She’s not the Oracle for nothing.
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Especially like “seeds rooted in the night
tendriling a path through
dark into day”! Wow!
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Thanks Elizabeth!
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‘seeds rooted in the night
tendriling a path through
dark into day’
Your words are enriched with the wisdom of moon secrets!
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Thanks Ingrid. Things feel very connected right now.
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Oh, this is beautiful, and yes, Jane’s poem and yours are so similar.
I had the same type of message from the Oracle, too. She obviously knows all our habits and habitats.
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Of course She does! I’m off to look at yours now.
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lovely, love that ball of colour!
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Thanks! We need some color right now.
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for sure!
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My favorite lines:
“seeds rooted in the night
tendriling a path through
dark into day”
Hope.
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We can’t let it get away. Thanks Ken.
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lovely ~
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Thanks!
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