A benign attitude towards unpleasant events would prevent from turning them into malignant.

The wildflower’s reward for trusting what it senses but doesn’t yet know is to become what is was born to be—a flower whose inevitable place is realized in a small moment of Oneness, as it joins with elements that were here before it came alive and which will live on once it dies.

Our hearts are drunk with a beauty our eyes could never see.

If peace you can think of..your mind is assured of your safety

Written By Vincent C. Ven

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