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There is a sacred beauty in openness.

Do you feel it?

Open fields. Open air. Open spaces.

In these places...Words fail me.

Time stops.

I stop.

Nothing else matters.

My heart craves openness.

Open arms. Open heart. Open mind.

I crave this, yet fear it simultaneously

Afraid, once open, perhaps I won’t be enough...

Or even worse...

What if I’m too much?

Breathe in. Exhale.

Believe, all is well with my soul.

It is well with me.

I can never be too much

For those gifted to see.

See me as I really am...

Made to run free,

Wind in my face. Sun at my back.

Grassy fields beneath my feet.

Living in Love

As I was created to do...

Connecting with those, who live open too.