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The Bridge Of Flowers

As soon as you cross that threshold you remember that it is not the first time you have been here but that despite this it is always a great pleasure to return.

It is a place where you don’t need to defend yourself, you don’t need to protect yourself, there is no armour, there are no swords: you just need to
just celebrate, contemplate, share.

Lie back and let yourself be rocked.

Enter into this feeling of absolute trust, try to sense it, to make it resonate as a distant memory and as a possibility that is also present.
There is God beside you, no more Guides, no more guided, nowhere to go, there is only this dance, and
the chance to give thanks as long as you are allowed to stay, the chance to laugh, to laugh at so many stories, at so much effort, at so much toil! Laugh at us, laugh at everything, laugh once more at this merry-go-round.

Lie back and let yourself be rocked.

Now we can ask for support from those around us, from those who have helped us in the past. Or we can offer support, now that we are older and can. And so once again we prepare ourselves for what is a leap, an unusual crossing.
We stand beside those who will help us to forget less, to not forget at all, or perhaps to forget differently. We promise to be of service as much as we can, in this next reality, in this next big house that will host us again.

These are the last moments in which we walk on the Bridge of Flowers, leaning ever further towards its conclusion. This is indeed a bridge into the heart of existence, into its many realities, but perhaps even better it is a bridge between your heart and the one you are going to dress, to advise, to spread. As best you can. These are the last moments. Then one step and one step more, to fall from the Bridge.

Now lie down: you are back in a body, you are back on planet Earth.

What drives a spirit to incarnate again?

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