Thursday, November 14, 2013
What is suffering? When you desire something so much your heart hurts.
You are my temple and my garden, my sacred ground and in you
I see all of my dreams. Perhaps it’s
natural for a parent to see in their child all that is unspoiled and good but
if you can I want you to see it in yourself. No matter what ugliness and destruction you
may witness, I want you to always believe that the tiniest glimpse
of beauty here and there is a reflection of our love. It is real. There exists such a place, such a sacred
space. You have only to envision it, to
dare to dream it. It is within you,
within all of us. I see it all the time.
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