I feel to share an experience here that Openhand was the catalyst for although I know I created it. Somebody had pointed out that certain actions I’ve taken were due to a fragmentation of soul and it has profoundly opened my eyes. I took myself off for an exploration of the area I’m currently in yesterday. And after an hour or so walking through the hills I reached a plateau at the top. Suddenly a large cloud of sand and dust lifted up in front of me creating a spiralling vortex before drifting off over the hills. I was quite astonished but thought nothing of it as I made my way back down the hill. The heavens then opened and it rained soaking me through. It was then that I felt this pure spirit bubbling up within and a sparkle coming through my eyes. It was really very beautiful and quite intoxicating. I’ve made a vowel to my own self that I will never act from a place of malice or unkindness again no matter what the circumstance. And I will make that vowel again and again should circumstance arise. I couldn’t make that promise to anything or anyone else for all this time. I don’t wish to live in a world where unkindly behaviour ever serves. Working freelance and having no preferences I now fInd myself back in a place reminiscent of my youth. I thought I had overcome disgust, that nothing could ever disgust me again. I’m working into the very antithesis of the aspect I’m now embodying. Remembering night after night year after year my father would stand me in front of him whilst he yelled. Calling me ugly over and over again. And I remember a moment with my mother before I left the family years later. Amidst the hovel and squalor stood a beautiful big bloom in the window. I said to her ‘It’s so beautiful’ And she said ’Is it?’ And I knew the bloom was me. And I knew I had to go. That I couldn’t help them, that I owed them nothing, that I had to help myself. I may have ascended vertically and received unconditional love from source to heal me so far. But a new chapter is horizontal reclamation of all I renounced. Tomorrow I leave here to pastures new. With a new sense of purpose, knowing what I have to do. The next step anyway. Thanking you 🧡