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🎆 Standing in the door.
Considering the choices.
I feel your cool breeze.
🌅 🌁 🌌 🎆 The Divine can speak to us through nature. Do we hear and heed her voice? Sometimes the gentle wafting of breeze is just a breeze. Sometimes it is something else. Sometimes it contains information specifically just for us. Sometimes this information has traveled across time and space to caress our face, our arms, our heart.
The voice of the Divine
sometimes travels to you
on the voice of breeze.
Listen.
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the image is of a photo I took yesterday at the Presidio
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