The Healer and I spoke early this morning. I had made this session a while ago. Perfect timing as ever.
We spoke of Greatness and how it is often disguised as Ordinary. All that glitters is not gold and all that jazz. Too often we wait for the strike of lightening, the rainbow and the orchestra. It doesn't come that way. It comes in sunny days, a perfect coffee. Friends, shared meals and roses. Cats sitting in morning sun, on stone walls and trains running on time. Chance meetings that are actually coordinated by the Stars. Music that takes you away. Beauty in old wrinkled faces and young chubby legs.
Transformation is the same. Before and after, you still have to chop the wood and carry the water.
I am the same but different, as you are too. Moving towards who we were when we were born. Once we were perfect. Our whole life we are trying to get back to that place, that state of being. being the knowing, without praise or judgment. Just being.
I am.
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