the treasures you seek

What if the universe were as small as a pea in your hand? The familiar becomes faint as new perspectives become clearer. Find the gate that summons you and extinguish that which no longer serves your purpose. This place love is but a mirror, for it is as rare as a jewel and as precious just the same.
You are the treasures you seek. —spirit through angelique

it's all beautiful baby, all beautiful.

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