TO TREAT YOURSELF AS IF YOU WERE YOUR ONLY PRECIOUS CHILD
To ask ourselves in all that we do, the people we meet, the places we go .....is this kind, compassionate and loving?
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To ask ourselves in all that we do, the people we meet, the places we go .....is this kind, compassionate and loving?
The mystery that is vast enough to hold both the horror and the love without having to explain either away.
A quiet contemplation on love stripped of self-importance—love as humility, kindness, compassion, surrender, and the simple recognition of beauty in all things.
A lullaby for the quiet hours, when the world grows still and night gathers gently around us. A reminder that even in sleep, we are held — precious, loved, and never beyond the reach of love.
A quiet invitation to soften the heart, enter humility, and listen beneath the noise—where love, truth, and the Tao have been speaking all along.