I woke up at three am again. The magical dazzling hour where everything glitters. A time between here and there, then and now. A time of transition when all our power is being stored. A time in shadows when we are able to see our enchantment. The charm that emanates out of the imagination that conjures up our dreams is influx only in this one hour.
We tend to see what we want to see, but in the early morning dimness of this time, we are able to see with clarity, regardless of what we want. In this hour we are intangible. The ethereal aura of who we truly are is here, in this time. In this hour, in the freshness of this new energy the mind hasn’t had time to assimilate its reality, so we are able catch a glimpse of ourselves in passing.
Invoke the spell and awaken naturally during the mysterious in-between. Amaze and delight yourself with enchantment.

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