A group of lost like-minded magnificent souls
visited the Kailash ashram in the height of Australias' winters cold
where the mountains of the spectacular Grampians fold
we collectively meditated in the mighty round yurt made from the wood of this wonderful earth
a handful of us allowed tears to flow which enabled our souls to grow
the meditation alleviated feelings of hurt and pain
some of us beings flourished the courage to delve into uncomfortable feelings
such as shame
our worthy teachers educated us on the value to surrender these distressing sensations
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Holly Anne (
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Beautiful. I could have told you that without such a long journey. Lol. Truly fantastic.
Extremely late reply, I do appreciate those kind words you shared last year.
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