Feeling...reflecting on things that have died to me in this world, and things that keep dying a slow (albeit necessary) death. Dying is a rebirth, a new beginning I realize. I am a butterfly some days, and some days the caterpillar, and some days the cocoon. The changes, and going through the process, can be difficult and sad, but we will all learn to survive and create something more beautiful. We all know that out of the wreckage comes the beauty and happiness again, as a continual process. The truth is (as the songs words say), every world, any world, is my world, and it is yours, too. We can co-create the world we want, every single new nanosecond. In Love, Truth, Light and Bliss ~
Posted on: Thu, 28 Aug 2014 15:17:20 +0000
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