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Feb 2019
Roof over our head,

Job we’ve had for a long time,

Friends and family we’ve loved for a long time–

We are protected.



“The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want…”,

We are especially protected.



Moving from the surface of our mind,

To the level of sound,

The level of flow,

The level of Formlessness,

We are at Home

And directly experience the Source of all protection.



We not only are protected but share in Protecting:

Nice!
Written by
Steve Sufian
75
   Scorpio
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