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Jul 2021
Oh dear how we wake up to hold the clouds and the sun
The rain and the splendorous shimmer of our being: lightness on this earth

Oh dear how, how can I cry for this long without being seduced by the trees,
the flowers, and the howl of my own deepest nature

I cannot
so I run off like toddler smiling towards today
β€œCome on” I tell every part of myself
There are thoughts that are quite strong that pull us from the present moment. It takes practice when facing these thoughts not to allow them to whisk you away. For me the earth grounds me and shifts me away from my mind.
Guadalupe S Partida
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Guadalupe S Partida  31/Clovis, CA
(31/Clovis, CA)   
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   Khaab
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