A long long time ago there was a little girl who deeply believed in true love. The sadness was her life didn’t live up to the expectations of others. She became the trauma residing in her body which resembled ME and chronic fatigue. She was debilitated for many a year, lost her babies and cried a stream of a river which appeared to never end.
Fell in love with a healer and believed truly he was He. Until she realised perhaps she was the One…went too high, lost her foot in the ground for the clouds and was sectioned once or twice
Bereft grows wings. It can fly
It can also fall flat on solid ground and believe it will never get up again
But cream rise and after a while we begin to realise…
Love is Truth. There is nothing else. And everything is invested deep in our self xx
Follow the truth of love and you will never go wrong. Gravitate to that rose, lily or blossom, tell it how much you love it, sing til your hearts content and sit be peaceful and pray x
