Daily Oracle Guidance

“Flowers are a conscious thought of the unmanifest.

The seed of thought to bloom, has already been planted, long before the plant has flowered.

Once open, the flower may be nothing but never witnessed by anyone. But the flower knows it has bloomed.

Another year, another flower, a hundred bees may greet it and a hundred eyes may witness its beauty.


Whichever situation arises the flower is consciously aware, it bloomed. It continues to do so as moments are fleeting does not care for time or the right moment.
It blooms regardless.
Flowers do not move. They remain in one place.
Honouring their roots
fully.
Not moving, or altering the present moment in order to be seen.
So, unfold slowly.
Know this. The seeds of your destiny have already been planted. Long ago. You are ancient magic.
Your job is to bloom.
Like the flower. No matter what.”

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words by Rose Eads
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You are the light. You are the lightning. Your energy is not a constant. It is a single moment of your internal power.

Harness your power. Surrender to the self. Not all seeds you plant will grow and not all lightning strikes twice.

You need all elements, full alignment to strike. What is your power? What does your voice sound like? All the elements must be in place to align the self.
So, surrender to the self. Find your power. Return to the self and enter a state of light and clarity.

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words by Rose Eads

Land is community. A cycle of life. You are the land. You are nourishing. You bloom. What do you want people to see in your bloom? Spirit.

Attract and Reflect. Invite only the right people to walk the path of your land. Find them. You are sacred. Your earth is sacred.

There is beauty in pockets of light on your land. In solitude there is darkness. When the clouds part, there is light. Solitude, no doubt is deep peace. Eden.

But the land nourishes an organic network for community. All is connected. The language of the land is to give a piece of yourself away. You are write the language of your own land and your own stories.

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words by Earth Artist + Spiritual Muse Rose Eads