The Core
At the core, distractions fall by the wayside and nature takes the stage. The face of duality blurs, while hearts integrate. Fear is confronted with softness, and pain replaced with ease. The mind freed from conditioning, the ego set ablaze. Intuition leads to freedom, while doubt lays to rest. Purpose calls for a hearing; it is time to take our place.
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