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companies in love? yes!

Published by mindvalley Feb. 5, 2014:

Help us spread love and happiness to every company in the world – join the #loveweek movement!

Here’s how to participate:

1) Add all names to a hat. Draw out names (at random).

2) From February 10th — 14th, every Secret Angel has to show love and appreciation for their human in creative, mysterious, and secretive ways. (Note: Angels can employ friends as “agents” to do their bidding. For example, ask a friend to rub your humans shoulders for 5 minutes on your behalf)

3) Show the world how much love you are spreading! Join the movement with the hashtags #loveweek and #valentinesday! Post your pictures, videos, and stories on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram throughout the week.

4) On Monday 17th, Angels reveal themselves and get to hug their human 🙂

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creativity, fun & play, health & vitality, Inspiration, spirit & soul, transformation, transformative tools

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love rescue me…

“Love Rescue Me” is the eleventh track from U2’s 1988 album, Rattle and Hum. Sung by The Omagh Community Youth Choir (formed in October 1998 in the wake of the Omagh Bomb atrocity of August 15th 1998, Ireland) for a journey named Playing For Change, a multimedia movement to inspire, connect, and bring peace to the world through music.

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beauty, heart, Inspiration, music, spirit & soul, transformation

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my work is loving the world…

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My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird —
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all ingredients are here,
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.