This morning, as I was picking up dirty socks from the floor and cleaning off my yoga mat, the light came in through window and I happened to notice my son's stuffed Yoda staring at me. And suddenly I had this amazing feeling of support coming into my knowing, as if there was an ancient wise cosmic master deeply seeing me and saying "May the Force Be With You".... "May the Force Be With You"... and i wanted to almost cry with relief, and feeling of deep gratitude. To the cosmic wise master guiding my soul journey, I am grateful. Thank you, Yoda!
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