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Tag: Calling

The Self

A talisman for the journey…

June 1, 2014October 29, 2014 FlorenceT

Inscribed on the back of this miniature talisman - 'Listen to the words of your heart.' What do yours compel you to do?  What are they calling you to be?

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“There is nothing more important to true growth than realizing that you are not the voice of the mind – you are the one who hears it.”
~ Michael A. Singer, “The Untethered Soul”

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