Rest My Child by Pine Cone

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Upon Awakening this morning. already sobbing with tears running down the sides of my face while praying, so much Joy from all the fear-prayed courage it takes to, just be Kind enough to feel how much God Loves me, has rendered me speechless.

As I find myself focusing on the Light inside, instead of the Dark outside what seems so simple now, was never as Trauma-easy as one would think, if, would that we be Kind instead, we would Love resting in Peace of Love, that only Creator brings to disappear-us from the harsh winds of Time.

I am in Heaven’s Delight, filled with acceptance, to enjoy this much Grace, and the best thing I can think to do is to sit down, and close my two eyes to Duality fear, and wake up inside the flow of Love, with all the Angels of Light in the total humility it takes to escape any more humiliation.

“Is this Heaven?”

“No this is Dinarland, and Angels know no difference, so rest a while by the side of the brook, where all Earthly ego-castles crumble, and lean on our ONENESS Beauty, and Truth because we got this sweet child; we got your back…inside/out”

“Thank you for letting me ONENESS Howl”

Parent of 338 hurt little children
Pine Cone Thank you Kind` tired