I ask myself:
How will we have world peace, when there is so much fighting inside my own head?
How will I feed and clothe the hungry and naked, when I too am hungry and naked?
How can I heal others, when inside I am so very sick?
How?
I will take a deep breath…
And I will say…
Universe, please make it happen.
Then all I have to do is breathe.
I love you,
Jackson
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