Certainly, my dear friends, Teófilo and Bacchus, many times we walk on paths full of puddles of sewage, we get our feet dirty, then we have to look for higher places to rest, clean ourselves and continue, both Bacchus and you Teófilo have seen my walking, which before meeting my Beloved, I did not mind being dirty, stinky, the stench that emanated under my rags it didn't bother me, on the contrary; I was proud of my smell, I was part of the world, and being fully of earth, allowed me to see the worms come from my nails out, I connected with the All mighty, according to my understanding, blinded by my passions and beliefs, now you Come now, clean without stain, because it is not my clothing, he has bleached me, he has covered me with his love, now I have an address where to go, my beloved friends, and what I loved before: is all garbage. Now, although I don't walk the same as him, I walk the same path as my beloved.
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EspiritualStories from Brothers and friends. Each chapter tells the day-to-day story of my brothers and friends, each one tells the story as they lived it, the teaching that leaves the bitter taste of the truth itself or the sweet taste of the white lie. How...
