I often say “I’m not a people person, I’m a person person.” At least, I’ve said this in my head several times and rarely out loud. I believe this holds true still, but in a different way. I like when small groups of people exist around me. Perhaps five or six other people interacting with one another, having fun while occasionally acknowledging my presence. I don’t need to be the center of attention. I want to be a source of comfort. I want to be there as a force that says “everything will be okay in it’s own way. You are free to be.”

Be.

Be still.

Be leaf.

There are so many things greater than myself, and I am connected to the most ultimate being. If you cannot find comfort in that source, then find comfort in me. Believe in the me… (that believes in you.) I Am that I Am. There is so much that goes into me just being me. I Am because You Are. You Are because I am. I Am that I Am. I can repeat it again and again, and will, until you also say those five words from your own perspective.

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An 8 is just made of two threes if you look at it right. If you take the 3, face it with itself, put a line in between, you’ll have a butterfly looking design. That line is like a mirror. When we look at that mirror we see ourselves. As in, when we look at others, we actually see ourselves. if there is a fault in others that we hate, there’s something within ourselves we do not like. What is it about ourselves that we cannot accept that makes us hate others? Hate is so strong and it takes up so much energy. The more we dig into it, the more we can learn of ourselves. Perhaps the more we can accept others, and in turn accept ourselves.

And in other cases, maybe we can’t do either. maybe we are just aware of the feeling and how it affects us, but have no idea how to fix it. That’s okay also. Self awareness is where it comes in.

When we take away that mirror, the two threes will repel off one another like magnets of the same side, or they will pull in as polar opposites. This is how two threes become an eight. An eight, which turned on its side is infinity. An infinite way of looking and experiencing everything, without becoming the mighty nine, which stands against the lowly (or superior) one. The struggle of one and nine only happened because one separates ten. Ten which is made of ones and zeros. The ultimate number is made of two, which when added equal one. Two numbers which became binary code which essentially creates modern day magic because I still have no idea how those two numbers form everything needed for computers and the internet.

Eight is the great connector. Without it, seven couldn’t have taken down nine. However is it fair to say that eight is that great? Saying it definitively is an of itself welcoming trouble. The possibilities are endless.

The possibilities are endless.

Please do not limit yourself, young one. Do not limit your chances, brave dreamer.

When everything seems too much, be still. Whatever frequency “still” is for you, tap into that. Listen to the wind. Tune into your breath. Hear the meanings of their song. Not just what is being said, but what is being heard by you. How does it make you feel? How do you want to feel?

The choice is yours. No limits. Only love. If you’re uncertain, stay still. Stay here with me. Let’s just be. Let’s just imagine, for this place, there is no fear. Imagine that this place, you exist without fear because I Am here.

Have no fear because “I Am” here.

I imagine this space with five or six others around me. Each of them figuring out what such a space could mean, what it could be like. Some on their own, some conversing with others. There is of course space for you. That’s what this is.

That’s what this is. The start of the start. The beginning of the middle. The continuation of a new story.

Thank you for letting me be free. Will you join me more often?