She was remembering His gaze, those deep pools of blue, crystalline in nature, peering deep into her soul. She remembered the first night she had looked into that darkness — no, into that light in his eyes — they were level and straight, kind and compassionate, without any ado, Her hands in His, offerings of comfort and concern for Her station, the concern she felt for those close to Her, each to their own heaven or hell, and the law of attraction began to build. Frank L. DeSilva
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This quote describes the moment in which the law of attraction took effect. Her hands were in His, offering comfort and concern for her station in life, the concern she felt for those close to Her, each to their own heaven or hell. The law of attraction began to build. With His gaze, His eyes are level and straight, kind and compassionate, without any ado.

Source: Tales Of Love And Light Here, Now, And All Ways

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