You can train in opening or closing. It is your choice. You can relax open and feel all alive as love’s spontaneous ripples arising in resonance with an infinite webwork of unseen influences, lives given and taken, endlessly playing toward no end in sight. Or, you can close as unlove, afraid to feel as the ...…
I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star. Rumi There’s a sense of satiation when you are fully spent from the coursing of love’s creation thru your being. There’s an ‘AHHHHHHH’ and a, “Yes, it’s ...…
Love is moist dewdrops on flower tops, kissing gently and giving life Love is langorous rubs on a kitten’s warm purring belly, yummmm Love is waves lapping gently against the shore, a brief embrace Love is sunrise on a crispy day, beaming rays of warmth Love is the stillness of the woods, crunching steps echoing ...…