... in the brimming Chalice ... a precise moment presents itself ... Effervescent with alchemy, such magnificent potential that from a flame that can blaze into a roaring fire ... on this path crossed by the phoenix, once seared, attacked and weakened yet rises to its fullest glory, blinding all who now begin to see with clarity ... At this juncture, When Hope seems lost , and none can aid you, when you have been bullied and challenged, with your face cold against a stony wall , when lies have been spoken of you, and all around you deception makes itself a master, when there is no place to turn, no beauty upon you but to look upward, towards the spaciousness none can offer but the Open Skies and its Maker ... This the moment when your Soul remembers its greatest presence, when memories of grandeur, love and joy begin to replenish the hardened soul .... its gentle kindness softens you, its ceaseless love feeds you , its boundless support lifts you airborne to yo...