My Book of Changes
My soul would sing of metamorphoses. But since, o gods, you were the source of these bodies becoming other bodies, breathe your breath into my book of changes: may the song I sing be seamless as its way weaves from the world’s beginning to our day. ― Ovid, Metamorphoses We are all going through a metamorphosis at this time on this planet. Humans are shedding their old habits and patterns. Those patterns and habits that have been holding us back for many years are coming into the light. Many people, places situations are being unearthed. Deconstructing and reconstructing, we are creating a new destiny for ourselves.
