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Beginnings

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The one root stands proud against a landscape rich in subtle hues and autumn shades of violet, auburn, gold and red. It is so much a part of the panorama it is hard to see it as separate. Yet it is. Stories, timeless in the telling, have ensured it has been, and always will be, so. Or is that really true?

In the heart of the rich tapestry entities gather as if to hold space for an immanent transition... At the root's core, entwined between swirls of darkened shadows, flashes of vibrant light, colours rich in texture, and random twisted faces belie the sense of impending doom to reach out and cry to be released from a tortuous existence.

In the midst of agony, in the breath of life, is a readiness to let go... A willingness to surrender all to 'something'... other than 'this'... is felt... 

Nodules, as cankers fundamental to its history, have relayed stories of a path well-versed in the ways of agony, shame, and yes, ecstasy too, for aeons. They have lured the weary traveller deep into its dark recesses for far too long. Now, in a moment of awakening... it knows... It knows, lifetimes-long patterns that have held the traveller fast in their grasp can be tolerated - NO MORE! A great silence ensues as the full magnitude of the travellers utterance opens a doorway to the universal heart...  Another layer of the mystery is exposed... another part of itself has come home... and for a while at least... peace prevails.

Nodule by nodule, layer by layer, the miracle in creation is revealed... All beliefs are busted... a shadow birthed through a wound, primal in origin and source of all stories, is experienced as whole. Now, complete in itself, it draws all it needs from a source so bountiful in its capacity to love, so enduring in its talent to nurture, and so unconditional in its readiness to accept... every last piece of its vile existence... that it cannot fail to see the source of its existence... all existence, is none other than itself... The one who believed itself to be isolated and alone... for so, so, long... is no longer there...