to ourselves. The return to self ... we were old, yet young, strange but natural. wisdom gained through countless ages bathed our complexion with remarkable health. laying upon the tender eaarth, face to face - the majestic splendor of the hills beyond, breath-taking, serene ... a breeze, warmly feathered ... profound contentment. it was clear. we had found the key to our souls ... we no longer longed for ... but lived ... destiny. there was no need for words ... our eyes exchanged light. we had traveled afar and long, and at last had returned ... two ... one ... self. from the harbors of light collection: inspirational writings, spiritual inspiration, thoughts for the day, poetry, prose, stories: higher self, personal growth, spiritual encounters, out of body experiences and white light experiences, from Brad Kalita, founder of gathering light ... a retreat located near crater lake national park in southern oregon.
 

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From the Harbors of Light Collection: Inspirational writings, thoughts for the day, literature,
poetry and prose from Brad Kalita, founder of Gathering Light ... a retreat.