Perfect day, perfect time. It seems to me so many are chasing ghosts of who we were or could have been, and knowing? that we can never be that, chasing it pushes it furtheraway. These days are just like you and me, one we are just not able to know it, it is impossible to see our oneness because it is too big for us to take it all in, yet, when we close our eyes, with no words, no expectations we can know the truth.
On Sep 6, 2020 Kevin Decoteau wrote :