Love, Awakening


Oh, this longing to Remember. And what is it that we Remember? Is there a language just yet to say? Approaching now is a language of the heart, a language that we discover together by being in each other's presence, being within our own greater ensouled experience. I can see/hear/know the glory of this rising in the Field because we make room for its wild providence. As we discover the language, we come alive to its multi-dimensional expression. And there is recognizable nourishment as we beseech the cosmos: help us Remember love. And the cosmos responds as an awakened being, homo sanctus. Glory be to Creation.

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