Chuckle as I recognize the syncing up.

I have been listening to Avi singing this song literally ever day for the last week to keep me "tethered" to the expanding Ray 1 energy rising within me.
His voice is rippling through the bs and the words are sobering me up, the humming of the earthly vibe--my bare feet beating the ground.
Speaking directly to the masculine: "what good is a man who has lost his soul?"

STOKE that untamable FLAME !!

I use the word tethered because in Gwyn's world, I am reuniting and getting to know my inner couple: Cosmic is the kite maneuvering in the sky, seeing things from the bird'e eye view and having the freedom to be flying high. Beloved is my weight, my rooted navigator, holding the line and connection to Cosmic. Beloved knows when to reel Cosmic in-- a moment to moment act of discernment.
Real : Reel. Avi's real vibration reels it all in.

And my heart opens up widely with the first chord struck in the song Falling Softly. Rippling all the way to 2007, a moment in my timeline when I stepped into the "game" that needed to be "played out" karmically which included bringing my two boys into this world.

"Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm tainted black

You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won"

Recognizing the black snake energy that fills the voids, the cracks, the holes within our "sinking ship" of the unaware self, it is everywhere; it is asking for our love. and attention. It wraps around the vibrance and joy and breathing soul self.

In my sleeping journey last night, it was very much there within me. And it was with a wave of compassion that had me sit next to it and pet it. The image you shared of Quetzalcoatl was perfect. As I studied Art History and have always been drawn to Ancient Mexico and the pyramids, traveled there in '98. Every time I see the stone serpent's head protruding out of the wall, the snake body hidden, I feel the pull to sit next to it and put my hand on its head as if it is a dog needing the master to be with it. Perhaps a taming of the energy that wants to attack and overpower by the laying of the hands. My experience in my dreamtime was to be with the energy as if it was wounded and needed a dedicated light source to be with it. And there wasn't any other place I wanted to be because this black serpent was coiled around my innards. my livelihood and my energy channel. I was determined to coax it away, loosen it and give it another place to go.

Singing it a lullaby, a soothing melody:
"Falling slowly
sing your melody
I'll sing along"