A little something I read somewhere and have been carrying this around on a piece of paper ever since.  I keep it with me and read it everyday and thought I would share it with you…

When you walk across the fields with your mind pure and holy, then from all the stones, and all growing things, and all animals, the sparks of their souls come out and cling to you, and then are purified and become a holy fire in you.

Live it, breath it, be.





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