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Doorways

I have always went with the motto .. when you open a door, not only may you enter, but you might let other things out, or in .. .not expected.

In my current physical realm this is easily related to cats, flys.. pesky insects,   A bull of a 150 lb dog pushing past and running for treats.

In the meta-physical it's all about connections and energy.. the pools these connections draw from, memories .. lusts , desires.. feelings, cravings.  They go with us across the plains.  There are also those who like my 150 lb shepherd or a fly take advantage of the opening to go through and end up someplace they possibly shouldn't be.

As I traverse through this latest recollection, and feel the pull to her.  The want/ need of understanding, closeness.  I temper my self, push out from my heart balance.. I will need that stregth and temperance for this .. As what we have been, who we were.. and currently are.. there is power.. intoxicating luring power.. There is also the path of who we are trying to be now.. which is balanced..

Ying Yang, good bad wolves.. all of the cliches and analogies ..  I in the least do not want to disrupt that .. maybe that is part of this challenge.. Enlightenment, Veils revealed.. We most likely will never be in the same physical location.. At this time are these memories surfacing so we while separated by space to also learn balance amongst us? 

The word dominion rings strong in my head with this pondering.. and as I write I feel a temperance , calming over my soul.. I believe we are at the beginning.of a journey..   The trick to walk together , not turn away. 

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