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Sunday, January 14, 2018

Yogananda



The Beloved awaits.

White candle illuminates-

Igniting my heart.



Early morning has always been my favorite part of the day.  The quiet, just a bit before the night greets the morning in dawn.  When I breath in it seems air is moving through me that comes to me from a thousand thousand miles and all the earth is breathing with me. 






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