I woke up with a thought today about all the souls who left this planet and all the souls who joined us today.
When we look up at the clouds and see faces, are those the faces of lost souls? trapped ghosts? or just faces or funny shapes? Are they the faces of those who left this planet today or those who are coming in?
After mulling over the sky for a while I came to wonder just that, are we always looking into our world or the world beyond. Is the sky a gateway a portal to our subconscious living?
How many babies were born the year in 2020? All they saw were masked people, how special it must have been for some of them when they got home to see their parents faces smiling down at them.
How many souls will leave and join us in 2021?
It is natural for us to always seek the bad and good in things , look into peoples worlds and look deep into the clouds for faces, shapes and ask questions.
We’re all the babies born in 2020 doing the same? Did they understand why we were all wearing masks? Did it even bother them? I imagine for one It might have felt like looking at the clouds and hoping to see a face or some form of expressions, some answers maybe to our wondering.
What kind of souls will they be? What kind of world have they come to?
Will stay long? Will we? Will I?
As I watch the clouds spilt the sky in two parts at sunset , it’s like two worlds have been created or for a passing moment I have seen into another perspective, I have seen into another world.
The sky holds endless beauty, always moving and alchemising energy, if you can’t find love or beauty then look to a cloudy day at sunset or sunrise. It might just show you into another world or create thoughts unknown. The sky is the limit they say and the possibilities are endless.
May this year dear reader bring you new worlds to see into, new faith in your mind, body and soul and cloud 9 moments.
To a happy, abundant and insightful new year. With love and blessings ❤