Come home to yourself.

You are meant to be happy and everything is calling you to wake up – trying to get your attention so that you will do something about it.

Everything –

the wind whispering a love song through the leaves,
the brook gurgling over the stones,
the birdsong piercing the veil of your aloneness.

The whole world is calling your name.

Come home to yourself. Come home to love.

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