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The Grove Unfolding
This is not a menu. This is a mandala. A living field, blooming in six sacred directions, each one a petal, a path, a frequency of remembrance. You are not here to choose.
You are here to listen. To follow the leaf that stirs. The tone that hums beneath your ribs. The gate that opens before your hand even reaches for it. These are not services. They are soul encounters. Step into the one that speaks.
And let the grove reveal the rest in time.
“You may begin anywhere. The Grove knows where you are meant to land.”
“The field is alive.
Each time you return, it may show you a different path.”
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