There is a universe within me. It's as much a part of my heart, mind, and soul as I am a part of it. There is no one energy more responsible for my creation than the source of life itself. This energy is my universal mother. When I let it hold me, I feel the warm embrace of a compassion which honors the struggles of life, but also knows that all is ultimately well, and I will be safe in the end. This intelligence speaks in the stillness, in the quiet, because words are too limiting. It communicates through the world around me. Through the birds and the plants. Through nature itself. Through my own heart. My great mother's voice is clear when I've simply created a space that's quiet enough to hear her. She's here to guide me. And she loves me completely, without condition.
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