7.23.12 We Need so Many More Butterflies

Word and deed, hold them both with Love and all will turn out Heavenly…

‎(Step lightly bold spirit, it’s filled with landmines this belief. They’re set to take what suits them and meld it to their imagination which they deem to soar above yours.)

So be it! Good for them, let them to soar, what harm are they doing? It’s Love melded to the outside, fear won’t have a chance…

I've been Love the entire time, all wrapped up inside of my fear. I'm ready to wear my Love. O! Why can't I move from this dream?


No. I can't move because of instinct! Heaven is here… I sense her Love.




© 2012 by the spirits dancing with mark richard prime


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