I drink. You pour. I open. You enter. I rise. You hold. We breathe. We dissolve. Water meets fire. Fire holds water. Mist ascends, Light descends. Not two, Not one, A triad pulsing incandescent Love.

We did not come to start from scratch. We are here to remember. We have a sacred mission, individually and collectively. (Re)store the balance, the breath, the bonds. (Re)kindle the spark, the song, our inner fire. (Re)veal the truth, the wonder, the grin behind the mask.

Let us remember: we are not here to perfect ourselves. We are here to become whole: by being, without doing anything, through passion and peace, through love and fire, through magic and humility, through honesty and dedication, through fluidity and grace, through discernment and impeccability.

You create with embodiment. Forming the formless. Incorporating the incorporeal. Materialising the inmaterial Substantiating the insubstantial. Embodying the unbodied. You are not what you think. You are what you create. You are who you are.

Beacon of light, show me the way, faithful companion, remain hidden in the jar, never give up, cling on, trust.

She turned pain into poetry, ash into hope, and fire into light. She turned it all into love, into Iran

May your deities come to you as you honour this tide. May your Midsummer be golden, prosperous, healing. May you and your path be blessed.

Confío más allá del velo de mi mente, siempre cambiando. Confío en tu medicina, doy gracias por este camino. Camino rojo de los antepasados se teje dentro. De la órbita del tiempo apasionado con la creación. Vuela pajarito, teje la flor de vida.

Where your faith is, I am there.