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Bloomtopia


So much exists in the realm of feeling.

To be understood, one has to be met with one who understands. Then the communication has a landing place in another, which gives it vibrant life.

Communion, like I never knew could exist. Not just a story to share, but a joining, reverberating in the body.

All the places I've found safe landing... All those who have spoken to me of finding home...

How transformation has triumphed!

How the floodgates have been burst open, and change has manifest everywhere, defying gravity in the most splendid ways.

Those who have traveled with me, or tenderly in my heart, circling round and round to the same moments in time, finding healing, finding a precious bud of hope, spiraling round and round until the bud becomes evergreen faith, watching down on us from such heights,

And in the valley, we experience ourselves simultaneously as the bud and the tree.

All it was ever about, was learning to hear the testimony of new life, always there, as limitless potential,

To receive the song in your body, and to let it dance within you.

It's so real, that the question of its existence, is no longer relevant.

The mind takes a back seat. What else can it do? It is an old and lonely strain of time gone by, an empire that has lost its strike.

Something else reigns. That much is clear.

There is no place to begin anew. It becomes timeless and perfect.

It's like another world.

I should like to think of a name to christen it, because even though it has superimposed itself right over this world, it clearly resembles something new and vibrant and possible...how about Bloomtopia.

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  1. "There is no place to begin anew. It becomes timeless and perfect."

    Wow, Brooke. As I often seem to be lately, I'm without words. Just feeling. What a space of unfathomable possibility you've created here.

    Here we are. Timeless and perfect.

    So much love for you,

    Julia

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  2. Love this new space! Gorgeous!

    Love,
    Carie

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  3. Bloomtopia, I love this! What a perfect name, or is it a state of being and a destination? For me it is all those things and more. And even though I may be feeling far away from blooming or Utopia I know that a part of me is there waiting for the rest of me to catch up. And I believe that coming here will remind me of the truth and coax me on.

    Sending love Brooke.

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