“Mary. ” Then I recognized him as I always have, in the swift inrush of lift and the soft stirring like the wakening of families of birds in their close nests, (stretching in awareness of expansion) and the steady infusing of light from the very nature of my essence showing who I am, but hadn’t known— How could I doubt? He is risen! for Christ within me answers, as it always has.
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