When you can not find the way, listen in silence, with love, do not confuse me, your father, pure love with the world that is not pure and that is not love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ My son is mine , joined to me, part of me in light , in love , in harmony , in the pure awareness of me and him .→ I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light , in the joy , in the love , in this revelation , created by me, recognized by me in the joy , in the pain , in the certainty , in the uncertainty , in the fears , in fragility , in abandonment to me and always.→ You are woven into love , embraced by love , part of me and a big part as I am in love .→ My children are mine , part of me and the best part of me.
→ My sons , I desire from you a sweet , great , loving , new heart , that can discover , listen , love me, pure, discovering the beauty of being sons , strong , loving me sincerely , ardently , faithfully , transforming every obstacle and every action made in love , every pain in gift .
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