I have always believed in the boundlessness of this blessing; a life ripened through the grace and gratitude of measure.
Within which we find our place between the aspects of willingness and gratitude.
Do we see what we want, or do we see as it is?
One by one, he drew his favorites from the pile; a gift for the little ones on their walk to school.
Had the mine been occupied, imagine what might have been missed? The squeals of young souls at this prospect of play.
Do we see what we want, or do we see as it is?
And, knowing these boundaries exist through the platitudes of mind.
In peace, my loves…
Namaste ❤️
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