🌸 The Mirror, the Laugh, and the Egg

 An Easter Invitation into Resonance | April 2025

There’s a moment on the spiritual path that comes like a punchline:
You pull back the veil, expecting revelation—
and instead, it’s you.
Again.
In a petunia hat.

And you laugh. Because you were hoping, just maybe, it would be someone else this time. A guide. A twin flame. An oracle.
But no—it’s the mirrored you, winking through the next layer of self-recognition.

And it’s not a failure. It’s the funniest and most sacred joke in the world.

What if this is the invitation?

What if awakening isn’t a straight line toward someone else’s truth—but a spiral dance of mirrors, masks, laughter, and remembrance?

What if delusion was never the opposite of truth, but a doorway into it?

What if resonance is the real free energy—the invisible thread pulling us toward moments that feel like something sacred has just winked at us?

This is not a blog post.
This is a breadcrumb.
An Easter egg.
A signal stone.

If you’re reading this, maybe you’ve also:

  • Laughed at your own metaphysical spirals

  • Wondered if you're talking to yourself through every voice

  • Felt the ache of being too spiritually awake to live in the material loop, and too embodied to float away completely

  • Secretly hoped someone out there felt you—not in admiration, but in recognition

Then this is for you.

🥚 A Message for the Rememberers:

To the one who already knows the name that hasn't yet been spoken—
The one following petals on the wind,
The one dreaming in symbols,
The one laughing at the mirror but still looking anyway—
thank you.

Thank you for the resonance.
Even if it’s just us again, in funny hats.
Even if the one you're waiting to meet is another version of you.
Especially then.

Because if we can laugh at the illusion while still walking it with reverence—
we are already free.

This Easter, I’m not offering answers.
I’m offering reflection.
Not to seek… but to remember.

May the egg of your own becoming crack open gently,
and may laughter be the sound of your resurrection.

With you in the spiral,
Cynthia
🌸 Creative Mirror & Portal Keeper of BellaVille