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The Magical dance of Sparkling Transformation



 

When the sacred Spirit of the Moth comes to visit, feel Great passions of Magnificence as this true and precious gift is a sharing of the wisdom of the ages, bringing with it the heavenly dance of Joy and undulation within the sublime starscape of Life and fantastic adventure.
 

Nacho Sotomayor - Today



 

The Moth belongs to the family of Butterfly, the Universal archetype of Transmutation and Transformation across the breadth of Time. These elegant creatures are experts at shapeshifting, resonating with the true and natural beauty of Nature, the fragrant dance of the Soul.

Moths represent the state of change, the journey into new levels of perception and understanding, abounding with a fountain of colour and warmth. When one shows up, then ask yourself "Where am I in the journey of becoming the best of myself?" This is the stage of elegant metamorphosis.

Their passionate dance reminds us not to take things too seriously in Life, to allow the flow of possibility and adventure grip you as a breath of fresh vitality stretching itself over the infinite sea of the bountiful realms.



Image by UltraFeel Art TV
 


The butterfly is a powerful symbol of myth and religion. In early Christianity, it was a symbol of the soul. In China, it was used as a symbol of conjugal bliss and joy. In the Hopi tradition, unmarried girls of the butterfly clan wore their hair in the shape of butterfly wings. In Indian lore are stories of how butterflies come when called by children of the Nez Perce tribe.

- Ted Andrews (Animal Speak)
 


There is an elegant and majestic breath of Joy and upliftment in the air when a bountiful moth shows up, as this is the sign that you are well on your way to experiencing the immense happiness within Your majestic Soul, how exciting and sparkling the flow of gazing treasures are.

Always keep in your Heart the song of intimate caresses, which breeze softly on the sweet gentle wind, whispering the voice of the Heavens, glittering with twinkling mysteries across the waters of infinite Time.
 

 

 

 

Pyreaus