Birth of Conciousness Collection

A tale illustrating the return, back home. Waking up and returning back to the seat of conciousness. The seat of self. No longer being a spectator at the round table. No. The tail has realized it's the head. It has always been the head. The transition back is as natural as the sun setting. No kicking and screaming. Quite the opposite. An angel gently sings and the waterfall is unblocked. All has soften back into place.