Our only choice is
To mature up in not knowing of life.
Accept our vulnerability and ache of longing
to be embraced by something greater than ourselves.
We are shown the peak of our soul’s love and the helplessness of our human skin.
We became one force, holding this cosmos journey united in both hearthbreak and joy of grow.
The fire is real,
Tears are real,
Our togetherness is real.
Our shattered hearts, crucifixion and resurrection as One Christ is absolute presence of what truth is and reflects back.
There is no longer a strategy to deny our Godlikeness.
There is no veil left.
It is all here, all we ever wanted, radiating gracefully in all we experience and become.
The wilderness of life flowing out of our Human bodies, purified orbs of light shinning across the sacred Earth, it is the perfect love. The perfect happening. Flowering the mystery…
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