Unraveling external selves and coming home to our real identity is the true meaning of soul work. - Sue Monk Kidd - Quotesmemo.com

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But some day sooner or later our passion would have cooled - inevitably - it's the way with everything human.

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Sue Monk Kidd

Unraveling external selves and coming home to our real identity is the true meaning of soul work.

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