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| There are times when the direction of the day seems aimless and uncertain. Empty moments when you can't touch meaning.
Can you sit ever so quiet in the sacredness of it?
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I realized for the first time in my life:
there is nothing but mystery in the world,
how it hides behind the fabric...
of our poor, browbeat days, shining brightly,
and we don't even know it.
Sue Monk Kidd
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