...

A snowflake falls

to the windshield of your car

and there has never been another like it.

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Water has intelligence.

Water has memory.

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And what do we say

of this human body

made of water?

What do we tell it?

 

Do we speak of limits?

Do we speak of possibility?

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Life is a lived reflection.

Sickness and dis-ease form in the mind first.

And you don't realize

how much authority you have

to command the design of creation's plan,

living within you.

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Life is a lived reflection,

and the Earth will balance itself

time and again

just as the body works to heal itself

and evolves to create and sustain life.

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But what of healing do we know

if we disregard compost for the soil,

or reject the dark side of the moon-

There is nothing in this world

that separates yourself from you,

more than you.

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The wind blows the tree tapping your window

from the dirt that will be you and me.

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Life is love breathing itself into being.

Birthing and alchemizing

in the waters we tend.

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Water will crystallize by nature's plan,

but we are the ones that stop it from flowing.

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The flower withers.

Temperature rising.

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Life is a lived reflection...

the cosmos revealed in the creation of man.

The blueprint.

The plan.

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I Am.

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