My cosmic connection: The next component, water.
My sense: I find the cosmic matrice.
My meditation: I'm PRESENCE.
Within my Fool's pilgrimage, I've accepted the incarnation assembly the Magician, the amount I.
I know to proceed with another lesson: the High Priestess, two.
I start to see my internal space broader than I could ever have envisioned.
Within this boundless interior space, I fulfill with my spiritual mother, the High Priestess.
She educates me" There's always you, another and the world".
She hold the publication of Life on her hands and she's quietly sittingwaiting for me to listen for her voice. She understands that if I would like to go farther, I must tune in and follow her intellect.
She stands on every step I take, she disturbs me gently and peacefully. She's my shining star the moment I call for her existence.
I feel her heat, love and care for me and this also helps me to remind me the way the world cares for meduring the times I shed my street, or forget my title.
She whispers in my ear candy lullabies and soft tunes which keeps mein my fantasies.
I am quite thankful to start my idiot's pilgrimage under such defense, I'd have lost my street without her, the High Priestess, my sacred Mother.