What we speak becomes the house we live in
and would the moon want to come and rest there
Since yesterday morning, I've been constantly thinking about the Nautilus Shell. Her cosmic presence came in session yesterday, and the potent magic has nestled deep into the folds and waves of my mind. The fibonacci sequence, perfection mathematically mapped, sacred geometry and the path of evolution. It is all there, within this, the shell of the Nautilus.
musings on shells and the perfection that surrounds