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Friday 9 January 2015

Let go ° Believe ° Expand

Painting in progress . . .

Moving into a new dimension. I felt drawn into a hole.

Gone as dead. Lost. Pain.

Feeling the depth of darkness.

Death.

Feeling oppressed by the mind.

But the light never fell to come, as the darkness and the light emerging one after another.

Rebirth.

Let go ° Believe ° Expand
Much love,
Ina

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