reflections on the Great Bear

I am the southern Skies, sheets of ice, gliding shores.

Rarely explored.

I am the Keeper of medicine and memory, transcending science and peace and treatise.

I am the Water that runs through your veins.

The thirst that craves.

The River cascading, carving, softening and widening, remembering and WAYfinding.

I am the Ocean, cradling, waving, tiding, by Moonlight.

The Sea that rages.

The Bay, the Lake, the Waterfall pulsing in stages and phases.

I am the Edge, the estuary, the rhythm, dancing raindrops.

The misty canopy.

The dancing breeze and playful sand.

I am the Soil beneath your skin.

The ground pulsing.

Below feet, wings and fins.

I am the forest Grove, however you perceive it.

Dream it.

Or decide to witness and treat it.

I am the flame, the light emerging, expanding, radiating.

Energy fields.

Rays of Stars galaxy gazing.

I am the colorful vibrational being, expressions of Life collaborating.

WAYfaring.

Elemental weaving.

I am the place you reside, fireside

Energy fields.

Collectively colliding, providing and standing.

I am beyond disbelief and lucid dreaming.

Designer palettes.

Great artists hands.

I am the Harmony, the music you are already playing.

Rainbows and octaves.

So many seek to understand.

I am your planetary safe haven.

The place you are born.

Southern and Northern.

I am the balancing seasons and cycles combined.

The Mountains, ridges.

Generational bridges.

I am the relationships that feed souls and minds.

Pulsing.

I am regenerative flows that coherence only knows.

I am the resonance of life, ley lines.

Solar aspects.

Night skies.

I am the infinite power some hope to contain, break or recreate.

The potent present.

The emergence easily engaging.

I am inspiration free from you negotiations,

Bureaucratic statements,

Policy changes…

I am alive, regardless of how deep drills drive,

Intellectuals fight,

Or property taxes climb.

I am the stakeholder your labels and claims fail to actually name.

I am life source.

Beyond your copy, domain or gain.

I am the sacred you come from and will one day reclaim.

Regardless.

And even with your simulation games.

I am above and below.

Ebb and flow.

Spaces fortunately unknown.

I am the womb you call home, begin and end.

Cycle again.

The whispering winds however dry, cold or welcoming.

I am the breath yo receive by plane or car.

Nature hike.

Or wave ride.

I am the glistening sun, sparkling anew.

Across oceans and tides.

Within ecologies, perpetually escaping the wisest of AI.

I am a continuity of beauty and remedy and life.

Perpetually expanding.

Even when sworn in by some statuary time keeper.

I am the primary source of frozen and fresh.

Ecosystems wide.

I am the primary source of life where sound potently thrives.

I am the super intelligence some aim to achieve.

Own, leverage and deed?

Impossible for even the greediest to keep.

I am bountiful beyond even belief, the be +longing, sensing, tasting, reflecting,

This Truth,

Only reverence and regeneration redeems.

~ jas sage