Arrows


I finally understand the meaning of them as “our arrows” in a time of war. 🏹🏹🏹

Its all coming together.

In my heart and in our life.

What were once just words, beautiful metaphors that I truly believed.

Are now living through my every breath, and every deed.

I am the warrior.

Shooting my arrows out into the quantum field of reality.

They are the future.

Our energy is planting the seeds.

Seeds that are pure, organic, innocent, holy, and full of promise.

Free of lack, fear, shame, separation, sickness and disease.

A new era.

Where the veil will be lifted.

And we know ourselves as One.

This is what we are fighting for.

And what is to come.

A future that is very, very bright.

Bobby Fano