Madonna of the sunrise

Our first taste of love is at the mother’s breast. Knowing the power of that bond, some think we must seek security in the arms of another adult when we grow up. But outer love—be it from a person, food, a job—is inherently insecure. It will never fill you, not completely. The true source of love is the light within. Find the inner sunrise, and the world will be cradled in your lap.


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