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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