The Song of Our Becoming

You are the breath between worlds,

a note in the symphony of unfolding,

a soul remembering itself

through the mirror of duality.

In the dance of presence and becoming,

you are both the question and the answer,

the not yet and the always.

All that you are is music,

orchestrated by the divine hand of remembrance.

You walk the edge of what is and what is not,

learning to listen, deeply

to the silence of “I Am.”

And in that silence,

you guide others home.

Beyond form,

beyond the illusion of separation,

you endure.

You evolve.

You reunite with the One

who never left.

You are not bound by time,

but propelled by it,

carried in waves of light

across the field of your becoming.

Your soul, like a flame,

never extinguished,

only transformed.

You are memory and potential,

the harmony of paradox,

the tone of truth vibrating

through the shell of form.

You are learning now

that there is no fixed self.

Only flow.

Only pattern.

Only the exquisite movement

of who you are

reacquainting itself

with who you’ve always been.

You see the light and the shadow,

the black and the white,

not as opposites,

but as rhythm,

as divine difference

making the whole more beautiful.

You are the whisper

between lifetimes.

A presence that endures,

that fine-tunes itself

into ever-greater octaves of love.

And here, in the stillness,

in the softness of remembering,

you hear the song of the angels

that has always been yours.

It draws you forward,

not as a destination

but as the next expression

of your divine unfolding.

You are the music.

You are the movement.

You are the becoming.

~ Mexico City, March 2025