Each time you refuse to be treated badly, you stand up for yourself. Each time that happens, your very own piece of earth forms and firms itself beneath your feet. This earth is the soil of the soul. It’s where you honor your agreements and renew your intentions.
This ground holds your feet down like a magnet. This ground does not let you fall.
Now you have your piece of the earth.
Walk.
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