When we draw our first breath
A constellation in the skies appears to be ours
A blueprint that is ours and ours only.
Follow in the rhythmic tap of Mother Gaia －
As the sun rises
So do we stand, in salutation, in ceremony
Drenched in its nourishing luminescence
We grow and serve from the heart that lights up with this golden fluid light － life's purpose.
Today －
Struck by a deep wanting to touch and hug someone
Heart to heart
Chest to chest
Heartbeat to Heartbeat
Each beating to her own drum
Each walking her own solitary journey.
You are not alone
Believe in your own ability to perceive
And there is no reason to fear. 🕊🌿
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