Spacious mind trees speaking through In y skin embracing unnamed joy
Loving myself in quiet moments doing becomes being compassion becomes action
My tears turn to ink writing with passion this river story
By Richard Blakely
Richard is incarcerated in Oregon. He writes, “Dear friends, may many blessings shower upon you and this coming year be deep and insightful. Thank you so much for the gift of The Mindfulness Bell this year”
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Spacious mind trees speaking through In y skin embracing unnamed joy
Loving myself in quiet moments doing becomes being compassion becomes action
My tears turn to ink writing with passion this river story
By Richard Blakely
Richard is incarcerated in Oregon. He writes, "Dear friends, may many blessings shower upon you and this coming year be deep and insightful. Thank you so much for the gift of The Mindfulness Bell this year"
