Sunday, September 13, 2015

There is no greater miracle than this

It can be astonishing to discover that no matter how hard you try, how intently you seek, how much you surrender, stay in the now, meditate, pray, or practice laws of attraction… that you will never, ever find more love. For love is what you are.

It is not waiting around the corner in some dreamed up future or coming as the result of a weary, worn out search. It is not arriving once you meet your ‘soul mate,’ wiggle into some ‘higher’ state of consciousness, or land in some constructed state of invulnerability, safe from penetrating, reorganizing heartbreak forever.

It is the very substance of your nervous system, taking shape as your cells and organs, and as the light in your eyes. It is that which allows you to receive the secret transmission of the violet ones at sunset, to travel inside the longing of the birds at dawn, and to enter into communion with the breeze as it removes the veil around you.

Look carefully for love is emerging in the resplendency of the here and now as your arms when you hold another close. It is shape-shifting as your heart when you attune to another's experience, allowing it to unfold and illuminate exactly as it is. It is surfacing as your words when you speak kindness. And as your tongue as you taste the nectar of the beloved arriving by way of the body of your sweet lover.

Somehow, by some outrageous grace, a new day has been given. Dare to consider how rare and non-ordinary the gift of one more breath truly is. There is no greater miracle than this. Allow yourself to receive the benediction of pure presence, for it is your birthright. It is wired inside you and yearning to erupt from your untamed essence.

And as it does, an avalanche of creativity will be unleashed, scattering love stories, music, and poetry into the stars and supernovas, seeding the galaxies with your unique light.

Photographer unknown – violet sunrise in Daniel Boone National Forest, Kentucky USA