Expansion

As a seed, I am cracking open. It has started.

The energy has been pushing up against the inside walls, for a long time now.

It’s been necessary, this compressed tomb-living, creating the yearning for expansion.

Gifts, talents, strengths…

Visions of possibility form, still cloudy…

Glue

Sometimes stillness is enough.

Life stops making sense and the temptation to drink bitterness, resistance and opposition seems justified, righteous.

What’s the point? Who does it serve?

No one.

No

One.

The Presence has appeared in this fray, this messy mix-up to remind us that we are love.

We are.

Sink into it.

Let resistance dissolve into a muddy, smooth, lovely glue that holds joyous connection as its reason for being.