"Our soul feeds the sickness and death itself would not just create a separation, not just build a border, and the judge ordered. The first rule of war is like a seed planted in our soil within; Like all seeds, first take root within us, and only the second time the branches will spring up in the sunlight, outside. When
sow death and suffering around us is because we have already received in, so that we are already sick and dying in our turn.
On the thin sow death will mean depriving the conscience in Hope, and Joy, will force her to dive into oblivion ... "
Meurois-Givaudan Daniel
" The Gospel of Mary Magdalene "
It 's the Spotted becoming ravenous black hole as we become prostitutes of our consciousness at the moment when we sit down "outside" and baste banquet to honor "what" that kills us.
This is yet another chance: a nest of brambles pedantic ... every thorn stands a whisper, the sword of an enemy from the face of the mirror, such as water, from which we do sting and subdue us, we try to run away, yeah .. but handcuffed to it, maybe you can?
"Sorry,
Please forgive me,
Thanks, I love you
"
is a very powerful mantra, and a reconnection with us, we who love and marry the real movement in every weirdest color, which because they fear neither death nor have ego as synonymous with "STOP", the soul is our vibrant dancer on an illusion of glowing coals, so it re-emerged from a deep, immune to false note, is a celebration of harmony, sacred!
taxes and rules are little discussed as bandages, traps, vice arrugiginite infectious vacuums senses! Slacciamoci from them, we live on this: "Thank you for the life and thought, I love you, rain!
This makes me breathe, please forgive me."
Nell 'Ho'oponopono I'm shaking your hand stuck, well, you look in the eye in battle, exhausted, and we welcome the gaze of oneself, one cradle kissing, asking for forgiveness because " you "exist in me, and I gave you life, suction. There is division, is a tasty, more alive than ever ... is a lesson in strength.
is enough, prison means, not condemnation! Ho'oponopono degreaser is real for us is a gift, a set of clues to explain the wings, and dropped by parasitic rules chameleon .. we embrace them every day, and have learned to live with it and thought to be "normal" ... but no, it is not! Impassive, still, with the index indicate roads and reactions, and we, as puppets scattered and disheartened, as we follow straight to multiply like germs, creating icy grooves, creating "dependency".
practicing Ho'oponopono is tame interference, regardless of the uterus that generated with the same ease with which they are fixed ... I've seen in just a few hours very strong improvements: slow Magnifying have said, with great humility, a typical facet of the true self, what are we, and what in reality is setting aggressive, poisonous Convention ... therapy is of LOVE!! Does not swell misfortunes, victimization does not pump, does not use masks and deceptions ... simply is.
That our lives may shine with sincerity and authenticity, and that our eyes can celebrate the success!
LilithAma
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