Even in Death, Life continues to manifest on its own terms.
You need not carry the stories of others. All has been written before you were born. Sit. Listen and enjoy the breath of God whispering sweet lines meant only for your ears. And let others hear their own versions of Heavenly rhymes sung upon the storm of Life.
The space and time from here to Heaven is smaller than you sense.
The one state that brings the most awareness to Life and Living is the state of compassion.
If one is to have an awareness of Life, one must come to understand death.
Mothers and daughters…connected through the lineage of being the source of Life.
Life is suspended between the first and last breath, a witness to the wholeness within each of us.
In death, the Soul offers up the body, not as ending, but as a transformation. May we honor the evolution as such, witnessing the transfiguration of Life.
Each Life serves as a reflection point for Wholeness.
We take an entire journey to return to ourselves. Each step holding less of our accumulations.