
may that which is lost be found.
may that which is broken be healed.
may that which is empty be full.
may that which is forgotten be remembered.
may that which is joy take flight.

may we give birth to that which we long for.
Truth runs ahead, circles back and tiptoes around
There is a whole world of discovery and beauty just waiting for me. No, look, it has already curled up on my foot. I can sing along with its gentle snoring.
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Amen!
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amen.
Why is it that we cannot know the joy of flight without trust?
and light and love to you
and may I accept again the verb...alizing.....of life.
hear, hear.
Beautiful prayer
beautiful blessing Sharmon, thank you dear heart.
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