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I look at my morning offerings and I see how the words flow from client to client as souls visit infront of me to speak of pain and loss and storytell but really they are here for connection and in the story it opens the door. 

Here I am loss- what am I to do with it. My heart raw knows it can't push it away and idle for a time it is no more, inherent as faith is birthed in us is also grief, love, the paradox of sufferings we live thru to actually feel ever alive

And in this aliveness is the giving anf receiving. How beautiful a life that can empty and empty this aliveness to all around.

And isn't this the cup who's coffer never empties, the filling of the waters of life, abundance overflowing....

Ah the scales of our world's become greater weighs to remove as we grow into wealth and harden from pain when truly the suffering can evolve to melt these weights into utter equal platforms