~ everything is exactly as it is supposed to be ~
The moment I realized that the entire process called life which was inextricably tied to death with birth not being a beginning but rather a marker of so little in the greatness of much greater was the next level of freedom my soul dreamed of on its way to unified unconditional love. Now why be bothered by so much fragile snags that are washed down river or cast up onto disappearing banks never to be seen again other than in the dregs of egos clinging to disrespectful delusions erroneously called hope.
Live out on the edge of the process while floating above the under current of frothy foam. Yet live with childlike wonder expecting the unexpected brilliance of abundance of love.
I am grateful for it all. Breathe stars. Exhale ancient cosmic dust. Creation is but energy changing born in the gentle shelter of love's recessed pool.
We start not all over again but rather after each rest moving not forward or back but upward to the next star. Love like the love that loves without restraints, without comparisons, with only increased love.
Gratitude unlocks the heart releasing more mysteries to the connection of the universe that is Universal Love.