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Loosening our clutches on the past and future

Even in his inability to be mobile or coherent, his eyes still smiled through it all every time we came to visit.⁣

I clutch at the past for days when I had not known my grandparents, not really understanding their language and not seeing them often enough. But love was expressed through other means, nonetheless - love was in the homemade soups and meals. Love was in the quiet gaze and ever present smiles. Love was in the nods and the hugs. ⁣

Life flashes past us all when we are not aware. ⁣

Spirits of my ancestors are always with me, though they are no longer physically here any longer. They feel closer than ever. Their presence transcend language. ⁣

My clutch loosens...⁣

And I listen.⁣

To the silence.⁣

In the stillness.⁣

No more worrying about the future...⁣

And dwelling in the past...⁣

Remember my dear: your presence is powerful enough to alchemise all into grand magnetic life force.⁣



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Be you, be free, it's all available for you, 💋⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣

LiYing 📿

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