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Apr 2015
When I sit in awe of sunsets, contemplate the intricacy of a blade of grass,
Or feel the euphoria of a warm breeze on my skin; I know religion.
I have no gods or goddess' but rather I worship life itself;
The invisible force that flows through and connects all of existence.
That to me is true religion, no pageantry of glorified "holy' men,
Simply an appreciation of, understanding of
And connection to all that is around us.
The acceptance that we are part of something much larger then ourselves.
Daughter of Avalon
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Daughter of Avalon  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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   beth fwoah dream
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