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When you talk about your guides, angels, and other forms of guidance, know that they are extensions of you. Your inner self, your higher self already knows what you are searching for, and attract to you ways for you to recognize those answers. The more you connect with your higher self and the universal consciousness, the more you will intuitively understand.
“Grief does not expire like a candle or the beacon on a lighthouse. It simply changes temperature. It becomes a kind of personal weather system. Snow settles in the liver. The bowels grow thick with humidity. Ice congeals in the stomach. Frost spiderwebs in the lungs. The heart fills with warm rain that turns to mist and evaporates through a colder artery.” — Adam Rapp