Sometimes it’s all you can do but cry. You feel alone, scared, nowhere to go. What you gotta do is release your mind child. Like a million butterflies taking off for flight at the same time. Attach your worries and watch them fly away with the beauty and grace of God. That’s where they belong, not with you. You worry way too much about a large dose of nothin’. From where I sit, and what I see, it’s all beautiful baby, all beautiful. —spirit through angelique
The human race is but a seed in the ground of knowledge yet to come.
-spirit through angelique