Beloved, come to me, I pray. I do not care how or when, in what form, what shape, in what spirit you come to me, but come. I long for you. I am not whole without you. See, the place here in my heart for you alone I hold and wait. Oh, come, do come, and stay.
So the Holy One cries out to you: Beloved, come.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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