The Holy Child of Mother Earth

I am grateful for so much; cup runneth over.

And I know so little. As my eyes open, more and more, I see more and more the infinite reality of being.

Onward it stretches, and I see that i am still looking for endings. I am still comparing, seeking understanding.

How can I understand that which is never at rest; and is still? All in one.

I am grateful for all the embodied blessings that shine in my Life.

Mine? Ours.

Merry Christmas.

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