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Meditation
Today I sat still, listening to my breath. I closed my eyes to feel the expansion of my soul, and pictured the magnificance of the universe; then imagined my soul and it's similarity to the universe. I gently cleared away the worries and responsibilities that tried to force their way into my thoughts. I returned to the space inside myself and again focused on my breathing. Pat Nelson January 12, 2009
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