This is a writing-practice of love. Here I write with love for the Creator, for Soul, Angels, and all beings of life at every dimension. Here, I am not under scrutiny from this world with its falsities and hurried pace, with its clamour and desperation.
I want to share. But not for the sake of all of the misguided reasons that feed the separation between us. I want to share because of what is inside. Otherwise I could go back home to our origin. But here on Earth, we have an inside and an outside. And the inside can be totally closed off from the outside--if not totally closed off then filtered and distorted.
The passageway that connects the inside to the outside is the heart. And on either side of the heart are openings, or rather doorways, because we can shut them. One doorway leads to the deep, wondrous, infinite, ineffable inside, while the other leads to the physical expression of the Universal Laws, leads to our planet and all that this existence is, outside the house of my body, where duality is constantly expressed in light and shadow. This description isn't perfect and it doesn't have to be. It only needs to be understandable. The truth is that even the outside is inside, but that's not the basic human experience. I am here to be human.
I want to share so that I can live and die knowing that I allowed myself to be fully human. Human: the existence in which the inside and outside are separated by a body, at various levels of density, in which we have the heart-passageway available to us, so that we can open the inside to the outside, and allow what is inside to flow through and out into the outside.
That's as much as I understand of this process at the moment. I could explore the filters and distortions, the doorways that we keep shut on either side of the heart. But that in itself feels like a distortion in this moment of simply asking myself to practice opening my heart to the outside.
With gratitude to You, Creator & True Guide, to you my soul, to you sweet angels, to you, my human family.
