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What Is The Heart? A Flower Opening.

You Are Not Meant For Crawling, So Don't. You Have Wings. Learn To Use Them And Fly.

We Began As Mineral. We Emerged Into Plant Life, And Into The Animal State, And Then Into Being Human, And Always We Have Forgotten Our Former States, Except In Early Spring When We Slightly Recall Being Green Again.

Every Midwife Knows That Not Until A Mother’s Womb Softens From The Pain Of Labor Will A Way Unfold And The Infant Find That Opening To Be Born. Oh Friend! There Is Treasure In Your Heart, It Is Heavy With Child. Listen. All The Awakened Ones, Like Trusted Midwives Are Saying, 'welcome This Pain. It Opens The Dark Passage Of Grace.

A Thousand Half-loves Must Be Forsaken To Take One Whole Heart Home.