"It's time to stop giving yourself away
and turn inward toward that burning hearth."
Visualizing this until I actually feel it is a worthwhile action.
Interesting that it took me from my chest to my belly
before circling toward my heart(h).
Nice play on words, wouldn’t you say?
It takes a minute for my heart to soften…
it’s heavily defended…
"Remember again that the truth can only
exist between you and your higher self,
she whom you met on the mountaintop in your mind."
Picture me recalling a moment this happened to me.
(There’s a book about it.)
It felt like a visitation. To think of it as my higher self
is a powerful reconstruction of a memory.
Christmas can be about presents and presence.
What if we become a present to ourselves?
What if we recognize each one of us is born holy
and worthy of celebration?
What if we recognize each one of us
can change the world for the better?
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