Once upon a time or possibly maybe twice.

In a small village in northern India, there lived a woman and she was beautiful.

exquisite.

inside and out.

She was raised in a family and community of privilege, and she selflessly shared that privilege

with those outside of her community, those who were less privileged.

She was a pillar of service and a source of joy and love and comfort,

to everyone around her. She made a real difference in people's lives and she was

loved and well respected by all who knew her. But her life was filled with tragedy. The worst of it, her three beloved children, all under the age of 10, died as a result of a horrible betrayal from one of her closest friends.

Grief consumed her. The light went out of her eyes. Her smiles became

an empty show, a show that she put on for others, but inside she felt nothing. She continued to serve. She continued to play her part. She continued to change others lives. But throughout the rest of her life,

she was simply going through the motions, still making an important difference in the world, but unable to feel the love and the admiration that others had for her.

And worst of all, she was unable to feel the love and the happiness that she had once been such a powerful source of, that love and happiness, that had once been such a powerful source of, that love and happiness that had once burned so brightly in herself

that she so selflessly shared with those around her. She ended her life never being able to feel that, never if I told you that this woman is you, and yes, man, I'm speaking to you as well. What if this woman now somehow

lived inside of you? What if she could kind of chance, and she could feel what you feel?

What if this were some form of resurrection,

some kind of chance for her to receive

what was her cosmic

karmic do.

And that this was your chance

to provide that to her and also receive that joy along with her. What would you do if I told you that

this story were real? Because I'm telling you this story with real words and you're reacting to it with a real words and you're reacting to it with a real response

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