In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Turn to me with jolts of love not small , swaying , fast , overwhelming , shattering even your life , which I have given you.→ Because I have transmitted and given to you the love of my being , you possess it, it is not impure , it is pure and it is a free love , which brings peace and justice .→ You already possess the eternal love that I have for you and I have given abundantly , with love and joy .→ I am a father , I perform wonders every day , I give in abundance , I do not stop , I work continuously .→ This is the love that makes us meet , revealed , not illusory , in the fullness that I give to my children .
→ My children don 't feel loved .→ Now my children feel they are not understood , because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness , of nothing , of something that has no substance , concreteness and coherence .→ My children must recognize the poverty , the misery of the world , which hurts them, look inside themselves , wonder who they are , where they come from, who they belong to, who I am , what our relationship is , look at the world , what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak , fragile , without resources .
→ 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.
→ In the world my children fight to affirm themselves , to fulfill themselves in love , they discover that I, the father , am there for them, with them, in hiding , in silence , they can see me, they find a light that is first small , then large , dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone .
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