The people in our lives to whom we bare our souls –
open, welcoming, and free from our judgments
In time can become strangers to whom we build walls against –
closed, unwilling, and prisoners of our self-limiting beliefs
A mind that turns on itself, questioning if any of it was real
The mind cannot know
Only the heart can know
The ebb and flow
Constricting and expanding
Remembering and forgetting
It is here, in this sacred place of present-hood, where possibility lives and our essence resides
Here, to this moment, we must return
Leave past shame
Leave future worry
Come. Here. Now.
To this moment
-M. Grace
Mastery of Self Love 
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