We are all connected, every last being of this Earth, through an invisible web woven of spirit, soul, energy, and causality.

Self-absorbed in our internal dramas, we forget the greater fabric of which we are but one thread; spinning as we move through time and space, weaving as we live and die.

How often do you stop your hurry to ponder how many threads you’ve tangled with already? What tapestries are you a part of and which ones have you yourself woven? How many knots still claim you?

Perhaps you have a family. As children are born, your family tapestry grows. Perhaps this fabric is strong and long-lasting, extending to touch other families and blanket your chosen land in warmth, prosperity, and endurance. This is great work.

Perhaps you have a network. As you conquer the world, your sphere of influence, your web of inspiration, grows. You touch many lives, tossing them each a thread, a strand guiding them home toward your ideas and principles. You stand in the middle holding the loom, until you die and then your followers keep weaving your legacy for you. This is great work.

Perhaps you wander, and as you dance to the quiet rhythm of the Mystic, you spin little webs of alchemy in the places you inhabit for a while. Connecting Souls to themselves and each other through principles of freedom and love. This is great work.

Blessed to be Weaving Magick in the Holy Land of Sinai. 

— MEHTA MAYAH