A series of daily notes- from one soul to an other. We are stuff that dreams are made of. We come and go through many life times searching for the reason for existence, which is simply one word- "LOVE".
Wednesday, 14 March 2012
Beginning
-Suzie
Magic dwells in each beginning; Hermann Hess
....and that beginning is now and it is us, and us in we, and so we should know as as the magick that we are.
Actually, love...I`m just checking up on you. Once you open your card I will know you made it back from church in time. In time for what? Hmmm. In time perhaps for my letting you know that I love you. And in time just to tell you that the sheer wonder of you actually loving me at all is grace enough and time enough in any and all possible worlds.
Kisskiss my Cicukam
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