..It brings containment.
When young.. the world was dangerous,
at least the world within my home was.
In order to dilute the moments of perpetration,
I developed the ability to bring my little spirit
into the acknowledgment of atoms,
molecules and particles, within the universe
whose very entrance into the room..
could make miniscule,
that which was behemoth.
In doing so, I was brought into the awareness
of just how beautiful the Universe really is..
and also the intense depth of beauty that exists
in Realms that are just barely outside
of our awareness.
Within those Realms
and between those Realms,
are spirits that float..
hovering between this place
and the beauty of that Next one.
Through touching those deeper parts of the Realms,
those spirits are ignited.. .
and through that beautiful ignition,
are brought into full flame.
It is there within you, my beautiful friend;
that your Otherworldly words are given birth..
bringing within them, the depth of Love and Healing
to those of us down here that need it most..
..A beautiful love that yes.. exists within the Realms..
But in it's very essence, flows directly from the Core Heart
of the Universe, which is always the place of Love's origin..
having come from that amazing Heart's deep Ache for us.
That beautiful Ache for us all, deeply touches you..
as you hover in and out of its Realms..
and then deeply touches us..
who have learned to draw on its power and beauty
for even our own very existence.
I am one of those who have had to learn
to draw from those things
just so that my spirit could even breathe..
And in an instant , upon reading,
I realized that you were one of those that go
from this place, up and over to the Next.
What you bring back down to this place,
Ignites every single part of who it is that I am.
You, writing from the feminine form..
mixed with the feminine of the masculine..
deeply stirs the aching masculine within me.
There is a hunger almost sated,
as it leads into realms of a deeper hunger
and touches a rarely touched, deeper ache.
Warm tingling, leads to almost a tremble..
The deeply-touched heart cannot help but to pulse
warmly
and fully,
into all of who it is that I am..
Sensations that lead to the need for deep release..
the thick, gathering of that ache
in gratitude-filled response,
the deepest of penetrations
into the gorgeously-receiving openness
of such a beautiful, Life-bringing spirit.
There is a giving and receiving,
that is both Giving.. and Receiving
in its own beautiful nature.
I hope I have not said too much.
I am so glad to have you near.
We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head
will come off in my hands
https://youtu.be/VnIv9D5SK2U?si=m4tYdTU79QPbOg3W
Million dollar baby
Billion dollar baby
Trillion dollar baby
Zillion dollar baby