Your Gentle Origin

In your gentle mind there lives a field of flowers where an eternal garden grows — home of the Light that makes the tender bud become a Bloom. You are standing in the unchanging origin of your being

Do you hear the whistling in the hills? It is the sound that echoes through Time to confirm the whistler is you. Your human world is made of song and dance from the Music issuing from you; everything exists for your delight and wonderment. Where there are shoulders to cry on, yours are meant for draping an arm in friendship.
When you see the Star fill your candle, you will be knowing your Self once more.

The dearest meaning of your journey has remained with you. Celebrate this today.

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