The Ten Thousand Things

She had spent so many years thinking that her tears of sadness and loneliness would never end. With each teardrop that fell she could feel herself breaking into ten thousand little pieces.

She didn’t realize then that these were the ten thousand things.

That these broken pieces would transform themselves, igniting the remembrance of her soul, and rebuild her to embrace the essence of her Being. Her tears had been a reflection of the stars above, drops of Love, God’s own tears to assist in the letting go and healing of her heart.

Then one day she awakened and her heart was whole again. Holy in the Light that healed it. Sacred in the understanding that she had come from One, then two, then three. And looking in, she recognized her Self as the ten thousand things.

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