Republished from November 2019 Cosmic Birth/Sacred Moment in Time ©Mary Southard marysouthardart.orgCourtesy of MinistryOfTheArts.org All rights reserved When I was a little girl, my December ritual was to sit alone in our living room beside the twinkling tree lights...
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