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.
Answering the age-old question by understanding the process which lies behind arriving at the answer
Realising the practical impact that developing clarity in our conscious perception has on the events that unfold in it
Realising the expansive scope of this foundational process
Understanding the reason why our self development seems to be delivered to us in stages