There is No Void

Like the pixie dust left behind from the magic wand of a fairy, the residue and remnants of your being will remain when you leave a room, a building, and even this life. Lingering mists are still felt in much the same way they are when you only leave the room—the absence is noticed, but only briefly. The space, or what seems like a void, is quickly enveloped by the surrounding energies, filling like liquid into any vessel or space.

No void ever exists. No space is a vacuum.

Love—and the energy that carries it like the wings of a dove—is always available and can be accessed simply by allowing.

Feel with your internal vibrations.

Stop to notice and appreciate the signals that are ever beaming and pulsing.

Like the vibration of an engine that can be felt in your hand upon the hood, those same vibrations are rampant in your physical body, sending waves throughout. They may feel like chills down your extremities. Know and trust those. Thank them for being so persistent and prevalent, causing you to take notice.

Rather than brushing them off as coincidences, feel it in your core and know that you, too, are the access point—the bridge to the Source that all are connected through.

Each tributary leads to the river, and then to the ocean—so vast as to not be understood, yet ever-present and comforting.

Flow and float.

Release and allow.