The Lotus flower does not know of its' beauty or that it was born from murky, muddy depths....She only knows how to be. Pure of essence, delicate of form, aesthetically beautiful, determined of mind, steadfast of soul and sacred in spirit.

Rise Up, Rise Up! Be like the Lotus emerge vibrant and radiant, humble and grateful of the Suns' rays. Allow the heat of the Phoenix to burn away the mask of illusion that has blinded you from your true purpose, reach within, touch your soul and set it free!

Fly, Fly, Fly, dear one, a whole other world awaits you.

(written by Norma May)