The winter of one’s life, is a time to bring forth that most hallowed perspective; the poetical perspective.
The poetical perspective gilds mundane experiences and sanctifies the profane. Even the most cringeworthy folly and mistakes become acceptable when viewed through the lens of time; from a poetical perspective as part of the richly hued tapestry of a perfection we know, but cannot see. Each season of our lives has incalculable value, therefore hasten not through the stages of life, but with meticulous footsteps explore each step of the way through your eternal journey.
The Seer
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Plodding along gently and mindfully with the truest level of forgiveness possible. Feeling a blazing gratitude for the rhythm and measure our seasons provide us.
Thank you for this timely reminder of Gods infinite Grace.
Beautiful! This winter in the tropics has for sure been a much more quiet, introspective, cooler and comfortable season. At the same time, it has been a little whirlwind. I appreciate each and what it may bring on any level. LPGSTH 💕🙏
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Is there a winter for one who is eternal?
It’s a riddle. I think Christina has it, like when Our Beloved has said that living eternally is dying to the old and rebirthing to the new every moment; so living in alignment with the seasons of the Earth is a microcosmic proxy for Our macrocosmic existence.
Thank You Sisters 😊 💓
Thank You Beloved for this new perspective. Always in Right Timing 🙏
Beautiful beloved Almne ..❤️❤️🙌Lpgth