My Babes
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| Molly |
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| Jack |
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Give to the day
Receive from the night;
Honor these two,
Become the ritual of life.
Live your highest aspirations
In an unassuming way:
Cupped hands at the crystal spring.
Be the lump of clay
And the sculptor too:
A universe of unlimited potential.
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Live on the fine edge between
light and shadow
And infinite creation is yours.
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People come together to form a
healing circle
But the power lies in the empty center.
A person's chest rises and falls
But the breath that fills it cannot
be seen.
Muscle and bone join to make a body
But the life force within is invisible
to the eye.
A child's laughter bursts with joy
And the source of it cannot be
touched.
What can one be
But the instrument of unseen bliss?
- Excerpts from Haven Trevino's The Tao of Healing -