There is something so profoundly beautiful about watching the mortals go about their lives. I spent most of the morning comforting a soul who felt lost, and honestly? Sometimes I think I need a little guidance myself. β€οΈ
Also, a quick warning to anyone following the recent rumors... stop listening to those gossips! They wouldn't know a divine truth if it hit them in the face. πβ¨
Does anyone else find that the quietest moments in the gardens are actually the most overwhelming?