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A continuation of one portion of yesterday's contemplation, I see red sands, red dust, dust in the wind *--emotions of the past that serve no purpose in the present are become dust...dust in the wind...
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Upon the wind are carried the voices of those who are unable to speak for themselves. Waiting for healing, for permission, for a sign, we are their voices. Wise women, healers, seekers, old or young, fat or thin, we are the voices for those whose lips are sealed and whose voices are silent or becoming the whispers that might blossom if they hear another's voice raised in confident expression. We are the winds of change, each of us...
What is your vision? Where does the SoulCard portal take you?
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*The instant the phrase "dust in the wind" came to mind, I was carried into the song by that name performed by Kansas...a beautiful, peaceful song depicting for me the eternal gifts of Gaia balanced by a loving detachment from the objects and beliefs that we think are so important yet only take us away from the perfection of each moment.
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