Pure resonance, no words. A transmission of light, union, and sacred geometry. Let it speak to your bones, your breath, your remembering.
Resonance is not a sound. It’s a remembering.
It’s the moment your soul recognizes another across lifetimes.
No words. Just frequency. Just breath. Just knowing.
We are not here to be understood.
We are here to be felt.
To be mirrored.
To be held in the sacred geometry of remembrance.
This image is a portal.
A Vesica Piscis of divine union.
A triangle of individuation and return.
A ripple of God’s breath.
May it awaken what you already know.
May it remind you of who you’ve always been.
© Liza | Soul Reflections in Divine Light
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