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May peace be present!

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May the light of Divine Potential awaken within every being, illuminating the path towards a world suffused with the presence of Divine Love. May this love flow through us all, a river of Grace that blesses every corner of this precious planet we call home. Let us honor the Earth in a new way, one that cherishes and nurtures her, allowing her to thrive in all her resplendent glory. May we become the guardians of her beauty, the stewards of her bounty, and the champions of her well-being. May every heart feel the gifts of this loving Presence within them, … Continue reading May peace be present!

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In the recipe for Christmas all year long

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Sprinkle a generous portion of child-like wonder, that enchanting essence that opens our eyes to the magic woven into the fabric of everyday life. Let it infuse our spirits with the joy of discovery, turning each day into a treasure trove of sweet surprises waiting to be unwrapped. Blend in a measure of fond appreciation for the people who grace our lives, each one a radiant presence akin to festive Christmas candles, casting their warm and gentle glow upon our hearts. Let their unique light illuminate the tapestry of our existence, reminding us of the beauty found in the diversity … Continue reading In the recipe for Christmas all year long

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You don’t know her …

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You think you know her, don’t you? Because you’ve seen her skin and touched her body. But tell me, have you ever delved deeper, beyond the surface of her flesh? Have you ever asked about the dreams that she chases, the ones that keep her up at night? Have you ever listened to the stories of her childhood, the moments that shaped her into the person she is today? You see, there’s so much more to her than meets the eye. Beneath the soft curves of her skin, there’s a soul that burns with passion and a heart that aches … Continue reading You don’t know her …

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Precious stranger …

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It’s a curious dance, isn’t it? How can someone waltz into your life? A stranger at first, and then, without notice, etch their presence upon your heart. They will intertwine themselves into the fabric of your daily life, and before you realize, they’ve become an irreplaceable part of your world. You’ll hold them close, afraid to lose the warmth of their company, for they’ve become a constellation in the night sky of your existence. But when they choose to walk away, the air will shift, and the world will be tinted with a different hue. For they’ve left an indelible … Continue reading Precious stranger …

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New Year …

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In the dawn of a new year, I make a solemn vow, to pour out the contents of my cup, to disavow the past resolutions and conditions that weigh me down and unearth the authentic “me” that has long been bound. Beneath the layers of memes, beliefs, and expectations, I seek the genuine “me,” buried under life’s complications. Perhaps this hidden self is not as flawed as I’ve been led to believe, if only I can excavate deeper, and truly perceive. I yearn to strip away the layers, to peel back the veils, and uncover the essence of “me” that … Continue reading New Year …

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Who loves, cares …

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In the tender embrace of love lies the seed of responsibility, a commitment that extends beyond oneself. A love that nurtures not only the soul, but also the ties that bind us to our kin, our community, and our homeland. It may seem daunting, but in its essence, it is strikingly uncomplicated, for I can discern no alternative path. For when love blooms within, it compels us to tend to our own well-being, to safeguard the ones dearest to us, and to foster unity within our community. It beckons us to care for the land that cradles us, to cherish … Continue reading Who loves, cares …

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Writing is like a gateway drug to life altering passion …

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He spoke to me with a voice that carried weight, a weight that held the power to change my fate. His words were like a symphony, each note carefully crafted to create a melody. He said to me, “Writing is like a gateway drug to life altering passion.” At first, I didn’t understand what he meant. But as he continued to speak, I felt my heart begin to beat with a newfound intensity. He explained that writing was the first step, the first taste of something greater. It was the spark that ignited the fire within, the seed that would … Continue reading Writing is like a gateway drug to life altering passion …

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Birds 

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Someone once told me she expected me to start speaking with the birds outside my window, to become one with the sky and the whispers of the wind. I smiled and said, “I have never spoken with a bird before, but I imagine their conversations are filled with the poetry of the heavens. I would probably ask if they were ever envious of things that cannot take flight.” In the quiet moments of solitude, I often find myself gazing at the birds as they dance upon the air, their wings brushing against the canvas of the sky. I wonder what … Continue reading Birds 

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Father

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Father, where are my wings? I yearn to soar above the world, to leave behind the weight of my weary heart and ascend into the boundless sky. Why did you bestow upon me such strength, only to watch me stumble and fall? I am but a fallen angel, a creature of grace burdened by the weight of earthly woes. Father, can you hear me? Where do I place the dreams you held for me, the aspirations that once danced within your gaze? Where do I find the fortitude that you instilled in me, the resilience that was meant to carry … Continue reading Father

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I survived him

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He was a different kind of pain, a tempest that raged within the chambers of my heart. His presence was a tumultuous storm, tearing through the tranquility of my soul, leaving behind a trail of emotional wreckage. He was a war inside me, a battle that raged on relentlessly, threatening to consume every part of my being. His words were like daggers, his actions like arrows, piercing the armor of my resilience and leaving me vulnerable in the wake of his tumultuous presence. But in the midst of the chaos, I found the strength to endure. I weathered the storm, … Continue reading I survived him