Echoes of the past

Echoes of the past are haunting me and I listen closely. 

Going into my deep inner core and listening to that resonant space was deeply yummy. I had that opportunity yesterday with the help of Salvatore, my massage therapist, if that is an appropriate title. He listened to my deep inner echoes as well and made adjustments, all the ones I was craving for without me uttering a single word. It was beautiful because I was busy listening to my self, as if I was sitting by the pond of me, and hearing what my body was saying. 

I'm still processing the echoes of yum. The shadows of that are coming up and I'm seeing how there are ways in which letting go of the past is required and embracing the new is blossoming. The card Destiny showed up on my floor. I picked it up. 

"Like a sacred flute player enticing your truth of spirit out into the light of day, own your power, because you are made of power. It is an expression of your totality, of who you are in the world."