I Am Not Writing This

Something bigger has all of this to offer. I am merely getting out of the way. Of course, this is me, writing this… but even here, there is something wordless, being refracted through me, into words. There is some bigger thing, to which we are all inextricably attached. This bigger thing is gently asking you, through me, to notice your own relationship with it. Find it, hold it, deepen your receptivity and understanding. For your sake and everyone else’s. There is more magic to our essence than today’s modern world encourages us to believe. You have the map in your own heart.


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