What A Life
There are times when there are no words to describe the emotions that I'm feeling. Or when I am completely overtaken by experience that everything else fades away. I want to rest there. In love. Not with anyone, but with anything and everything. Because I think everything is perfect and divine in its own way. And that experience of love can be felt at any moment. We're here to become the highest expression of love. To dance with the wind. Hear the drum of life beneath our bare feet. Love--a language of the universe--messages from our ancestors. And I don't think I can ever shrink back to the illusion within me that told me I was small or separate. I am the entire universe. In human form. In all of its creation, destruction, wonder, and love.
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