Intent is passed around the world, each human breathing on the 4 Winds, in unison with Earth and Spirt. Finally, vitality returns, and I, acting as Guardian return to San Diego.
Mother opens transition, asking what we choose for the next leg of our journey in life. Volcanos and weather patterns are in motion, while we observe in awe, the systems righting themselves.
Mother nodes. The custom of counting honors has come from her. To touch the Earth and celebrate each person's victories in ceremony is a great act of love, because it unites us. She has pride in the value of honors celebrated in life, and stabilizes with us. Many are asking favor of her. Mother nods.
"My Mother," I pray, "I would ask of those that come in quest of your favor, what story of this moment would you like to share in the future? May the people ground in the Story of Peace!"
I quiet and listen to the words of others.