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Monday, November 14, 2011
A moment (Purgatory Chasm, Sutton MA)
It is very still here. The leaves moving slightly in the cool breeze. Everything is dormant. But there is life here, and so much beauty! Was this always here? How did I not see you? She is our mother and we are all connected.. All that was created is BEAUTIFUL. We cannot turn away. We must not be numbed. Touch. See. Feel. Never turn our backs. Let them know of our love, in the everyday. For in these small moments life is truly lived. And THAT is how we create eternity.
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