The Libran Moon seeks balance and harmony. The grandparent duties have been delivered with love and devotion. The day with my two little cherubs has been magical and uplifting. All of us have taken turns in the care and nurturing and everyone has felt their inner child rejuvenated.
Today we are heading home along the road we’ve travelled so many times. My eyes gravitate skyward and gaze on sky monsters gliding by on gossamer highways. Grey castles with white turrets protrude into the heavens and retrieve the nourishing mist. Moisture laden moats trickle under the drawbridge. Across the cotton wool exit brave knights gallop out on to the dry plains of our heartland. They carry promises of rain to the drought affected farmers.
Spring lambs jostle for milky teats. Gullets filled and they cavort across spindly playgrounds. Long dark shadows drape across the backbone of the Great Divide echoes of home taunt my soul.
Dry lakes and statuesque wind farms motivate the spirit of the land. Don’t give up – reach for the stars – broker a deal and bring the rain to nurture our future. The pulse of the land captures my imagination and whisks it off to futuristic visions. I am poised in the loveliness of the green fields and lush crops.
The weekend was a wonderful and uplifting. Home is where the heart is but the soul is sated in the lives of my family. Thank you for being the restitution of my life.
Peace and Love,
Julia Ashton-Sayers
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