{Channeled message}

Change is often beginning with just a single leaf falling here and there. For the less curious you wouldn’t even know. We are always changing, living and dying, living and living, for death is a returning, a new way of living isn’t it? Energy continues to transform, it ebbs and flows but it endures. You endure…you go on being, what beings of the past do you hold? What is ready to be consumed, to be planted, to be reborn, to transform completely, to reclaim again?

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