That none of it was planned orchestrated or organized, if anything I have merely beep beeped along this road of life and taken it for its challenges and many great blessings. There are many ways and meetings that come from Source energy higher functioning soul and passively accepting so that all I can say is life in all its ways is perfect.
Gratitude for unexpected reunions and unity.
How much we feel into it’s perfection depends on our ability to let go of what was into what is for us now in this place for reasons we may or may not understand for questions to be answered with experience to guide our way along routes we would not take or perhaps are so far down that it’s time to circle back to beginnings.
Birth and rebirth. Children running in fields and best friends that giggle swing sets for hours of observation and play hoola dance around make a little love ok a lot of love and spread joy friendship and truth in the end it isn’t about the sex it’s about feeling in the end it isn’t about position or prowess although the more you love the life you’ve lived and know how to follow your spirit to the beach where breath meets breath and sun rises nap on native blankets walk. Keep walking don’t get caught up your whole life will be an orgasm. There’s a blank spaciousness opening around your heart, it’s infinite.
Ask me a question. I’ll tell you no answers. All I have is the path of tears hope trust love that has laid itself out in front of me and I follow. I don’t know where it’s going but it feels like the past and the future dna chain spirals together it’s the link to those who lead and have past and those who follow born again
What day is it?
The best day. Do you know how to live it? The same way you live everyday. With prayer eyes open to the quietude of heart floating sweetness and ease.
And laughter follow the laughter it’s the path that leads you to happy homelands your true friends and a place you know that knows you back. All your life path all you do feel think sense it flows into one love...the one that brought you here...the one to which you return...pranayama moons and stars constellations and chariot rides.
The spirit horses that ride gliding like sail boats and tree swings to golden rays and your own heart settles in the dust like prairie skirts and wide open skies. Manifestation of love’s power on your behalf.
What does it want for you?
The things you can not voice that live deep in the valley that hums a little ditty that reverberates collar bone skull and heart pulsing electrical to connect you with the cellular breath that is God directing us connecting us whole.