I didn’t edit this. It is not the kind of thing to be edited.
It’s a different kind of thing, it’s a way of communicating that I’m learning (or maybe re-learning) beyond the five senses. There is another plane, of course, a more expansive plane.
There is another way, an ultimate way, the only way.
A way to be love and to be in love. To channel real Love.
All there is, all that exists is Love.
That is to say that the only real, the only true existence is Love.
So very, very much we pile on top of it though. All the controlling, manipulating, calculating, marketing, figuring.
We forget the simplest beauty. The beauty of Being.
Drifting. Sharing in the tumble of moments.
Unedited. Imperfect. Unexpected. Loose.
We are, in our fullest expression, free.
How we forget this and crowd it out, though.
What of the value of free forming, free writing.
Allowing the mind to return again to The Mind.
Meditation is what you are. You are a beginning. An opening. An offering.
Meditation is to Be. Just be. Be in communion, in unity along the endless plane of goodness and light.
Home is the calmest peace. The deepest love. The fullest truth. It’s so gentle it’ll break your heart.
It breaks everything you’ve allowed to harden around your heart.
In today’s meditation everything parted. All the negativity, the hurt, the fear, the judgment all melted, slid off in magnificent heavy chunks.
I wrote this from that place and did not edit it. I wrote this because I want you to be able to sink into this, to know this exists. Whole Love exists and it is real and when you trust it with everything you have and everything you are, freedom again returns to you.
It is all that exists.
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