We are also what we lost. My daughter, in this and any moment of our now I wish for you the sweetest kisses amongst the hay balms. I want for you to be swept away on a rescue boat in this sea of madness. To understand that a bucket full of broken color bottles can assemble into a beautiful stained-glass window. May you find within yourself the vibrational frequency of infinite abundance and step into your power taking control of our reality. Understand we were given a path to freedom and empowerment as we are not victims but creators. Learn that pain is not necessary. Do not accept it but step into harmony with your true divined consciousness. You shall inherit Earth.