What if everyone you meet in life is you?
You from a past life,
You at a different time,
You with a different state of mind.
Then. . .
Everyone is relevant.
Everyone can teach you something.
Everyone needs direction sometimes.
Listening becomes important.
Opening becomes important.
Compassion becomes important.
At your conception a great channel opened by great love called you to the earth. From a place of completeness, you knew the way was already paved for your life and so you came. As you grew and were born and learned the ways of this life, you were helped by many. You move through life as a bolt of light bumping and crashing into other lights, with the same origin, who shape and direct your journey. But you journey together, always. You do not lose those crashes and bumps. The bruises and breaks and scars and even the light touches, kisses and great love making stay with you. They teach you the great lessons of life. They open you to the great void. In the end, you journey altogether into the beyond. And then you'll ride again.
You from a past life,
You at a different time,
You with a different state of mind.
Then. . .
Everyone is relevant.
Everyone can teach you something.
Everyone needs direction sometimes.
Listening becomes important.
Opening becomes important.
Compassion becomes important.
At your conception a great channel opened by great love called you to the earth. From a place of completeness, you knew the way was already paved for your life and so you came. As you grew and were born and learned the ways of this life, you were helped by many. You move through life as a bolt of light bumping and crashing into other lights, with the same origin, who shape and direct your journey. But you journey together, always. You do not lose those crashes and bumps. The bruises and breaks and scars and even the light touches, kisses and great love making stay with you. They teach you the great lessons of life. They open you to the great void. In the end, you journey altogether into the beyond. And then you'll ride again.
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