2025-1116 Short Prose ‘Master Weaver’ by Rosalyn Anne Tildesley, Cheshire, England

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I am reminded of the intricate patterns that the Divine Mother weaves.
She is the Master Weaver of our lives. Long before we drew breath, She waved Her Hand in bandhan and set the pattern of our life.
Who we meet, where we go and everything we do. Not only this, but with Divine timing - not fixed, yet perfect.
The channel between us and this Glorious Being is desire. Our desire.
One day in the journey of our lives we are ready to say 'Now I need to know the truth' or even 'Where are You Holy Mother, I need You'. Instantly She hears our Heart's Desire and instantly She is there. Every tiny detail is accounted for.
Every tiny detail is woven with the most delicate attention. And yet, the most powerful action. More than any other truth, we are in Her hands.
After desire, comes surrender. So She can continue Her work, through the intricate pattern of our lives.