I think how my fall, I use thought curse is

I remember the good things only

A default- a chip of memory lost

In time. In morning

I rememeber the imprint of love

Of the loving 

Of the joy

The kiss

The connection

Silly I have made notes in my life to remind myself

This happens so don't do it again

A child learn not to touch the hot stove

Cause ur gonna get burned

I pray to transform this flaw-glory and shine also it's light on the shadow within me that wants, needs, reaches out distructively to become fixer, lover, friend when it's time to collect in blessing and to give from afar and to be open to what is tommorows language----

I pray to surrender into a will of faith and love. 

Amen‎

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