Buddha-like in her repose, eyes on the verge of opening, she feels the vibration of Creation, the primordial OM spoken by the ancient One. She rests, supported by the All, dreaming the world into existence in perfect harmony with the Creator’s Word. Her breasts full and nurturing, her breath sweet and pure as a child’s, she is beginning to awaken. Naturally and organically she receives and shares the codes of a new time, a new era, envisioning this into reality for all Creation, all Beings, all of Life. Perhaps the awakening we desire is now freely available to All who find a way to let it in. May it be so.