Dear You, like this magnolia in its tenderness of completion and rebirth, this is you: Like the in-transition-between old and new magnolia, you are are in the living, tender nakedness of this season, now complete is still here, while next season’s bud is forming. The whole is in continuity. This is you. This is me. No need to rush. Just let the process be. You are beautiful in transition. The old, the new. It’s all expressing the beauty of you. Be grateful for the blooms now gone, as well as the revealing of the naked beauty after the bloom and the beginning of next year’s bud, which will form into a cozy, fuzzy beauty that abides all winter long, even after this summer is done. Embrace all that is present - that of that which is complete, and that which is just beginning to form, which will not yet bloom for some time, yet will be lovable in its bud form during the coming season. Yes, we haven’t hit solstice, but still next year’s buds are already forming, just as you needn’t worry about the future because your Soul is already forming the bud of your future blooms and flourishing in your expression as a beautiful soul in human form, shedding the old, rebirthing into your next becoming.
Becoming