Ripening

Each day, as I settle

Into the clear pool of time I call meditation

(Spirit joyful

Feet flat on the floor)

Each day I ask

What energy do I need today

In this golden moment

In this pause along my way?

 

Today the answer came back

 

            Ripening

 

What a luscious word

Ripening

It evokes progress

My purpose that is coming clear,

The knowing that soon I shall bear fruit.

 

Earth, too, is ripening.

She holds the intent to grow into her next incarnation.

The fruits of her journey may be strange,

But I cannot wait

To eat them.

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About Alix Moore

Alix Moore is a soul healer, a soul teacher, and a powerful channel for the wisdom and healing of the Archangels. She is passionate about helping lightworkers learn and heal so that they can fully embody their god/dess selves and fulfill their missions to serve and support the evolution of planet. Connect with Alix at www.yoursoulstruth.com
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One Response to Ripening

  1. Pat Cegan says:

    Lovely and provocative, Alix. I feel we all are like a ballerina on the tips of her toes…so ready, so ripe for all that is evolving. Beautiful poem. Thanks, hugs, pat

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