I can’t breathe that air. I seek purity. If I had to go in to pull out and save another then of course I would with no doubt. But I will not live there. I need Pure Air to thrive, clean air to be fully alive.
I’m looking beyond local. With my spiritual eyes I see otherwise. I am happy for me. I am happy for you.
Excerpted from the book
Listen Hear, A Divine Love Story
by Debra Clemente