In a dream of the world hanging from my heart on a string of light, I keep stopping everyone I pass saying: come see for yourself just how beautiful the Beloved really is. Truth flirts with her reflection in the mirror of existence, as she plays with her fascination as many forms. In my visions, there are lovers laying naked & unashamed kissing in sunshine & freedom upon every rock lining the River of Life & there is no such thing as infidelity or idolatry, for no matter who your lips are loving, its all about making out with Love in the end. Did you hear what I just said? make out with Love my Dear, kiss her lips of Life like you mean it! So that you can know the intimacy & warmth of pressing the naked body of your soul against the Perfect-One’s pouting supple breasts of belonging. The Universe keeps brushing close, so close to you in the presence of the Moment that sometimes you feel her nearness in the blood & beat of your own heart. There is beauty in your breath & potency in your prayers, together they rise & commingle into formless clouds of fascination & wonder. Why tease yourself with thoughts of separation, when the Lover is right here nibbling softly on your Spirit’s ear? We’re all in the same big womb, expressing ourselves in the Dark pouring with shooting stars & rogue comets leaving sparkling spatial trails of consciousness. In the morning, Daylight dives face first into the pools of our eyes just to see what it’s like to swim in the sight of Love. These words melt like dark-chocolate in your Soul’s sweetly filled mouth, which was dripping wet for a taste of Tenderness. Whatever burden you are carrying Pure-One let DreamingBear’s verse lighten the load, with love-songs sung for you by Source. Let her chorus convince you of the absolute necessity, the Vital need for forgiveness towards everyone no matter what they’ve said or done, & again forgive, & again forgive, & again forgive everything the way the Lover keeps forgiving you of all your inconsistencies. Until at last, all our grudges have been given up, surrendered to the funeral pyre of the sacred alchemy. Then, we can dive together into the ocean of each other’s eyes & play with the mermaids swimming in the Darkness & Sunshine. Look, here is the world hanging from my heart on a string of light, come see Dearest, come see for yourself just how beautiful the Beloved really is.
Posted on: Tue, 11 Jun 2013 21:51:25 +0000
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