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The Daily Mandala: February 28, 2005
Sometimes my heart feels a little squishy, or prickly, inside -- even if there's a party going on outside. Out of sorts, bent out of shape, my heart feels alone in me. I hole up. I resist the clamor around me, the overwhelm, the glare. I curl up with my tender heart. I nurture it with thoughts of gratitude. Gradually, patiently, I allow joy to replace the prickliness and squishy-ness. My heart begins to open up again. What once seemed out of tune, now sings in harmony. ~ ATB
The Daily Mandala: February 28, 2005
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