It wasn't just another trip. Am looking at what i've come back with, and i know i've never had a trip like this. On it i saw love and felt love brimming out of lives of men and women in its purest form. I struggle today to express myself clearly but picture a hand resting on your heart and ever so gently, generating warmth, life, love to you. All you need to do is recieve. It was love that had the breath of real love breathed upon. Nothing I did or didn't do would have made us more deserving of it. Nothing i did or didn't do would have changed their love for us; they just did. I now know angels aren't just large winged beings but share this earth with us. They whispered, its ok to be loved, its ok to love with all your heart. Its a place we dread to go but right there was beauty, freedom and happiness almost tangible you couldn't deny love exists. His hand is upon their lives; it can only be. This ones different. You cant hold onto it. You have to pass it on.
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