When you get haymakered by the Sun it will come on a day that doesn't matter. Everything negative you've ever thought about will instantly change. Time will not exist. Everything you've known about yourself will expand.

If you hear a whisper that tells you
"You know you may require more healing."

I suggest you allow it.  Follow it.
Lie back. Relax. Think of somewhere safe. Close your eyes. When the Sun Fist comes it will strike with invincible power. Oceanic waves of divine love will take you out beyond time and space. Rainbow flashes will pierce the yurt.

A magical sway will lull you as if you are 5 years old on a swing set being swung by your young healthy Dad.

Telepathic ripples of overwhelming feeling will float you toward True Home.

Gentle as butterfly wings traveling through a vortex, unscathed. You will lift off. Angels will dash through your inhuman heart. They will plow every pain away as if nothing ever occurred. Dark Rage will be silenced, dropped, and forgotten.  

When tall indigo Guardians come they will fill you with a fierce surge of warrior light.

A waterfall of Moon Beams will soak you. When you rise it will be the best drunk you've ever felt. The best high that's possible will soar you to a cloud we all have known before.

When you get there tell it Hi for me and thank you.

You will sway, heavy legs contemplating ground. Lie back down. Days and nights will pass like nothing. Invigorating gusts will clean everything away. Some magic wand voice will speak profound, perfect poetry that you only wish you could remember. It leaves you trashed on rocks that speak sea.

A Sun will scream through your shore and connect you to sub atomic particles and the entire Universe will rise up in One Song, snaking delicious through high walls of every illusion teaching separation.

Glittering scree will find you help less as they land inside you. Colorful marbles, each one a universe unto itself will flash and slash your spirit with New vitality.

Heaven will be a waterfall, you will be its pool. Perfect shiny spheres will reflect only wonder, appreciation, gratitude, and endless love. A Love so vast it ties up logic and kicks it out. A Love so fierce nobody who feels this can ever doubt again.

It will come like a invisible thief
and plant you with rosy elegance in a garden that deflates time.

Your body will light up like a river of fire, a light in your center will begin to pulsate something so new it escapes all languages.  Steadily warmer. Hot. Hotter. Searing.

Scorching flames will increase and a sword of invincible light will activate your chakras.

You will laugh at Death, truly knowing that it's impossible to die.

You will feel Knighted by Ancient Knights. They will sing you praise.

After one week, you will rise completely different. You try to explain it to anybody and they label you On Drugs. Silence will befall you. New wonder glistens on everything you've already stared at a thousand times but not like this. Every word that once was a prisoner in a World of Broken is released forever.

I watch them playing out there in tall green mountains. They flirt and tease my pen but I cannot even lift it. I care not to define it. It stays with me. We are thoroughly engaged with a thousand secrets that burn words away with dreams.

These words can't even begin to touch it.

I will have to start again.