God bless my parents.
Where would I be without them?
Their imprint— 
                            hereditary
                            emotional
                            ​spiritual
undeniable
though I often failed to notice it even as I fought it.

Not only have I come to peace with the legacy that is mine, 
I have come to pursue it 
                        to cherish it.
I spent so many years searching for me, me, me— 
ignoring the most sacred part of who I am—that which was 
consciously and unconsciously
overwhelmingly and lovingly 
bestowed upon me 
by my parents
every day 
from birth to death.

My legacy— 
that which I inherited as well as that which I shall bestow— 
is an eternal thread.

Like Blake’s golden thread
We have only to follow it
to 
arrive 
at 
Heaven’s Gate.

• ​May you have the vision to discover and follow the thread; and may you feel the great flow of energy that comes from being a link in an eternal chain.​

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