Dear Beloveds, Quiet your mind. Thoughts steal silence ... pristine is our inner background... infinite natural nothingness. Drop into the holy grotto, sanctuary of sacredness... your temple of luminescence. Ride the radiant river of grace. Magic mirrors of mystic enchantment... the never ending is always beginning. Open your heart, forget your head... let your spirit soar. I Love you, Bobbie Stuart
Posted on: Fri, 01 Aug 2014 11:36:31 +0000
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