"I was beginning to find peace with myself again. I finally felt the ability to embrace the shift in direction, and see the broken shards of glass of my life for what they really were; beautiful prisms of light.
I walked away from the icy cold cemetery on a beautiful warm spring morning, with an amazing magical kaleidoscope. I keep it near to my heart to remind me of the importance of the things in my life that have broken me, and through it, the metamorphosis that was now taking place. "It seems to me, the only way for the beautiful prisms to be born...is if we break the glass"..... from "Profound Blessings." by
Catherine Capra Leaf
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