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
Meditating
Alone
Quiet
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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