Greed & Generosity

The Dark Side of Light Work

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Crying before I reached my bedroom, I slammed the door and collapsed next to my bed, sobbing in my arms. What have I gotten myself into? My thirteen-year-old self wonders as I hear the words of my step-mother re-playing through my mind. Clutching my anguish to my chest, I feel a wave a calmness wash over me. Lifting my head I watch my coral bedroom walls become a vast landscape showered in...

Greed & Generosity The Dark Side of Light Work

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