Little Girl
A poem about the root of true spiritual power
Little Girl
She hops along her path singing,
Leaving behind her a wake of awe,
The flowers smile, the mountains echo,
Reverberating ripples of love and of joy.
A poem about the root of true spiritual power
Little Girl
She hops along her path singing,
Leaving behind her a wake of awe,
The flowers smile, the mountains echo,
Reverberating ripples of love and of joy.
Using the phenomenon of the world teacher as a tool for our own personal growth
A poem about the true simplicity of the process of self-realisation
Understanding the practical nature of a perception-based approach to learning about the cosmos
Understanding why knowledge about self development does not necessarily equate to progress being made with the process