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Post by heartfelt7 on Sept 11, 2011 9:21:02 GMT -6
Passing By
I contemplate the idea that we all come from and we all return to the same Divine Source. Some are unfolding as individual expressions of life, while others are enfolding into a returning breath.
Perhaps some have the Light on their back pushing them out into an unknown world. Perhaps some have the Light on their face calling them home. But we all have the Light.
One may be expanding in complexity, while another simplifies back into oneness. But we can still smile as we pass each other, have a nice day sister, have a great life brother.
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Post by sergosa on Sept 11, 2011 9:38:51 GMT -6
Amen, dear lady! I'd like ... But who bruised our brothers? Sorry, it's just my, not cheerful, point of view. Exalt. S.
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Post by heartfelt7 on Sept 12, 2011 11:31:46 GMT -6
Thank you, Sergo, for the exalt and for your comments. I think my thoughts here are just about contemplating the spiritual us, the oneness of us, not the material bodies or minds that bruise and suffer so. I guess I do not believe we are "just" our bodies or minds. How body, mind and spirit work together is all one big question, but it is what most of my writings are about, just contemplating this question.
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Post by anirbas on Jun 21, 2014 21:01:14 GMT -6
Bumpbumpbumpitybump!!!!
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