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#spiritsays: An era

#spiritsays: An era

#spiritsays: When everything about an era feels familiar to you, it is a sure sign that you lived it. Your soul will wear many hats before its grand MGM ending and it returns to the celestial source from whence it came. This lifetime, you inserted yourself into the world to make it a better, softer, kinder place.

#spiritsays: Purpose and love

#spiritsays: Purpose and love

#spiritsays: An old hand at tractors, trailers, and timeworn pickup trucks, Rusty knew it took more than the turn of a wrench to keep the fossil folk running; it took an infusion of purpose and love. After all, hay bales topped with squealing children don’t pull themselves.

#spiritsays: Frosty folk

#spiritsays: Frosty folk

#spiritsays: The frosty folk had been keepers of the glen for years. No one knew much about them except that every winter they appeared seemingly out of thin air. When the merry old blokes huddled together, you kenned that magic was afoot and soon your little village would be filled with Yuletide spirit.

#spiritsays: Original sheen

#spiritsays: Original sheen

#spiritsays: Although the blue-haired old ladies had lost some of their original sheen, no one would ever consider them dull. Polished from a life well-lived, they now gleamed with a luster that was positively incandescent. Even a tad tarnished around the edges, every year they were the most treasured of all.

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