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Before light, before time,
before something has a name...
There is nothing.
A stillness.
A silence
wondering if it’s everything.
And that wondering —
“Who Am I?” —
is the spark of creation of something.
So here we all are,
the creation, the something, the “I Am.”
A drop of love in the ocean of love.
And this page?
Just a gentle reminder:
You are not alone.
You are not too late.
You are not too much.
You are the ache,
the laugh,
the return.
You are invited to participate in love,
to help unveil the experience of love.
So try — gently.
Laugh — boldly.
Love — absurdly.
And when peace shows up
as everything in your experience?
Just smile.
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