value of rest
Beckoned by the Sun
Expand and contract seem to be the rhythm of the world. Cold contracts and heat expands. And so go the seasons. Winter closes unto itself and spring bursts into bloom.
And so you, My children, also have your seasons, those in which you are active, and those in which you are less active. Each serves the other.
Could there be spring without winter?
Could you survive a life in which you were always scaling the mountaintop?
Is not taking life at a slow pace as much a part of life as going full steam ahead?
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I cried when I first heard your voice reading these most precious letters from Heaven on the CD.
I was so moved that I had to go to your website and order three more to share with my loved ones.
Thank you so much for this gift to the Universe.