My love seems obscure to you because it is everywhere.
You do not see air, but you breathe it.
You do not see air, but you see it wave the leaves of trees and the buoyancy of clouds in a sky made of air. Air is a manifestation of My love, as are the trees and the intimate clouds.
But I am much more than air. I am much more than a breeze. I am much more than what you breathe. I am not passive, and I am not confrontation.
I am the Neutralness of Love.
I am Love dispatched on the clear winds of joy.
I breathe you.
I breathe My breath into you, and you are My breath. You are the breath of My Being. You are My bread upon the waters. Yet you do not escape me. The waves knead you, and I knead you…
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