Saturday, March 29, 2014

Work-kmg

I had a patient yesterday, a greek opera singer, tranferance  one might say and
as I settled in and thought "yaya"

The told me her story of christ, as she was dying, he comes to her,
Oh the lowly and broken hearted, she who sends love and prayers to the other
behind the curtain...

She is a sister in christ and he comes to her and there is no fear. She tell me,
she enters his eyes , like a superman, her soul flies thru the deep blue of his
eyes, a sunset blue, and inside its the universe and her fingers have lights
shining from them, they connect with thousands of stars in the distance and she
is floating non a love, its almost to much to hold cause its like nothing she
has ever felt before, unconditional I ask, says how can it have words.......

And there is peace
And I love her.......

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