The beauty of the trees,
the softness of the air,
the fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.
The summit of the mountain,
the thunder of the sky,
the rhythm of the sea,
speaks to me.
The faintness of the stars,
the freshness of the morning,
the dew drop on the flower,
speaks to me.
The strength of fire,
the taste of salmon,
the trail of the sun,
And the life that never goes away,
They speak to me.
And my heart soars.
Religion is for people afraid of going to hell. Spirituality is for those who have already been there. Vine Deloria, Sioux.
I love culture – freedom – magic – love. It takes all sorts to make a world. Apart from fascists – they don’t do much other than tell us all how we should be more like them. Don’t listen – be free – follow your dreams. Find the magic. It’s there! We are all leaving our blue-prints – apart from those stuck in the third dimension who are not coming back – or going anywhere else. They are on trial – by the higher dimensional frequencies. Ignorant to what they do. But it’s okay – everything is exactly as it is meant to be. One time in the future – you will wonder why you ever let the darkness in others bother you. TBH©
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