fully receiving this present wrapped with my 5 senses
spring forces marry summer,
and the birds rejoice, singing praises of the perfection of the is-ness.
the pain, moments of relief all intertwine to expand my capacity.

my capacity to receive more lightness...
love is not heavy but in our experiences we have made it that way
our minds took over and numbed out our soul that is older than the oldest person you know.

this isn't an arrogance game, it is remembering who we all have been from the beginning.
over here, the need to create for an audience and for validation is extinct.
because at our core we have finally remembered who we came here as...
babies, before the conditioning and internalized pain of others
we grew void of our magic
yet that magic never gave up on us.
now through words it blooms regardless of the mind's traps
the mind thinks it knows everything yet the soul descended to taste the mystery.

so here i am back in this seat, looking at my screen, being one with the keyboard as i allow the words to find their place...
with no judgement, or pretense...
just acceptance!