Why is it that life can get messy? Like all the particles in the universe are spinning around your head trying to suck you into a black hole. Is this to remind us to simply “be” and detach ourselves from the stuff of life? Or is it that we are dealing with the stuff/karma so that we can grow. So deal, Baba, and bring yourself back to center. I don’t much care for the whirling dervish effect.
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