Meditation: Helping Hands

Helping Hands

My hands know your hands, extended to me once again in friendship. There are no circumstances that can explain the magical timing of you, arriving here when I most need it—and am most resistant to letting anyone in. Your presence calls my soul.

Spirit calls to me through my brothers and sisters. I come as I am, with all my faults and glory. My love is greater than my pride.


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