God’s Seat

God’s Seat

I understand now why that place is called God’s Seat

Every single time I go there

I feel this magical energy

Like this specific piece of Earth has been consecrated

Somehow I can sense it

When I’m there

At the top of that rock face

Mere inches from tumbling to my utter demise

Any uncertain step can lead to death

But I feel serene

Calm and focused

My mind ceases it’s aimless wandering

And I can sit there for hours




Birds flying overhead

The rustle of their wings becoming one with me

My soul resonating outward

Becoming in tune with the world around me

I can speak to Gods and Goddesses on that cliff

And that is why that magical

Magical place

Is called God’s Seat

The Seat of the Gods

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