What is our Planet?
/When I was a little girl, my mother told me that God is love. But my first mystical experience came in what, to an adult eye, probably looked like a vacant lot. To me, it was a verdant grove of trees that I entered with awe. Graceful white flowers hung in clusters from the branches. Bees thrummed hypnotically. The blossoms poured out a heavenly scent.
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