It’s three a.m. and I’m up for the day. No need to go back to sleep, but actually excited to rise. Sitting here with coffee, candle, and looking at one flickering star as she smiles down on me. This has always been our time. Such quietness and peace. I’m in sync and not yet confused. Many times I question how I ebb and flow as I go. In these moments though I’m good. I’m full of the mystic dancing inside. I hear and feel the breeze as she sings to me. So beautiful.
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