THE MORNING POEM
Last night the rain spoke to me.
THE MORNING POEM
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LOVE NOTES XVII
It is in Love that we remember it all.
Love Notes XVI
Love and Light
Presence Meeting Presence - The Eternal Flame
There is a way of meeting another that has nothing to do with words, awareness, or even wakefulness. It happens beneath all of that — in the quiet field where soul recognizes soul. When I sit with someone who is dying, I do not feel that I am with them so
LOVE NOTES XV
to my little friend