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introducing Zero Point Collaborative

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Zero Point Collaborative is currently an inception, a vision, a knowing at this time and season of Spring 2017, yet it* is calling me to bring it on. Slowly Zero Point Collaborative is showing me where and how it will emerge on the visible or external/physical plane. I am so looking forward to collaborating with you and the zero point field of YOU!

Please do stayed tuned in with me and more will SOON be revealed ❤

[Here on Contemplative Fire, Zero Point Collaborative has it’s own pages and heading and may soon have a site all it’s own. For now, it has the companions of the other aspects of my work & offerings.]

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*  what is Zero Point collaborative? 
Zero Point Collaborative is many things, as it is not “something” per se, it is  an opener, an activator, a container (without actually being something that contains, as in limits), it is a conscious field of awareness in which, continually or simultaneously whatever might be touched within and as this field returns to its most vital emptiness as the zero point of creation and perception both. It is a place to both begin (or resume) collaborating and to experience what serves the very heart of collaboration itself.

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Crowning Glory

I step out barely
— into the sky as
the crowning glory
of all things myself
and not myself

For I find myself
within and between
and without these
wings, one of not
and one of all

Frighteningly so
at first but the lift
gathers and throws
me into the vastness
of this blue ocean

Learning to swim
in the sky of my Being
and not run or flee
but fly as I am
— crowning glory

My roots are freed
riding the currents
along with all that
once fettered me
when I looked down

Meeting these fresh
forces –alighting like
quantum treasures of
that which we Are
sharing now this Crack

Into that fabric of plane
existence shocking me
free of that pondering
wasteland –all that binds
and frets now scours forth

A Song of the unfolded
mystery of the most plain,
dry only of sorrows once
passed over and now
absorbed, dancing as Lift

Within and beneath
these transparent wings
blue as the sky clear as
diamonds polished by
the heart of hearts once
and only always free