finding Love, right where You are; or, June 16th New Moon Blessings

It was my last day in the magical realm that is named "Galapagos Islands." So much integration and learning had taken place for me, having spent the last two months spinning according to the rhythm of the equator. And yet, after all this life of learning and laughing; of living and loving, I wondered: do I? Fully understand Love? Am I a hypocrite, believing only in Love and yet, never surrendering to it? Had I yet come to a compassionate acceptance and love of Self? And how could I clearly see? See Me...

Journal Entry 

We embraced. Our chests pressed together. Hearts resonating, nearly touching, if only this mass of flesh and bones would dissolve. A beautiful love. As I said farewell, I wanted to declare over and over again: "Je t'aime! I LOVE YOU!" So blessed to meet such a heightened level of consciousness embodied. Not better. Not worse. Different tools, different tasks; same divine light, similar masks. A mirror for me. We ponder the same questions. Have come to similar understandings, are stuck on the same obstacles: "If I know that I AM divine, holy Love, then why can I not yet remain in that state of blissful knowing?"

Hearts blown wide open. All around, within, beyond and all through us, is Love. That is the Reality. And the darkness is there too. Interacting. Gods and Demons. Celine. I will see You again, it is certain. Some lifetime, or this one. You are the deep Love of this spirit journey. Blessed to see. To witness. To Be. I am You; and You are Me. Thank You.

A poem, about Love's unfolding, unveiling:

"I Saw Her Standing There"

Early morning. On the pier.

And though, I can't quite hear

Whether she hums or sings

I notice: Her body swings.

Swaying to a rhythm

That my Being recognizes

Though my mind-state notices not

Subtler realms, inaccessible to Thought

She is nearer now

I sense Her somehow

Then She pulls away

Gazing out across the bay

Without thought or preconceived action

Hearts' magnetic attraction

Draws me closer to Her

Suddenly standing; protocol demanding

That I speak:

"How do they get up there?"

I ponder aloud.

A sea lion on a boat

Sitting tall and proud.

"I wonder that too."

French accent shines through.

Where from? I ask.

France and Ecuador.

Shared languages; Spirits soar.

Et on parle français.

J'aime bien ça.

Elle me demande. Je fais quoi?

Je réponds:

Ma thèse. L'intuition.

"C'est génial! Wow." 

Merci, sincèrement, pour ta réaction. 

Motivé par le même chose, en fin:

"Je veux sauver le monde."

Et elle? Aussi. 

Les enfants. L'éducation.

Ils s'endorment. Ici et partout.

"Comment les réveiller?"

Peut-être...

Avec l'Amour.

Corazón. No judgement. 

Only Love.

Hearts blown wide open!

Love! Everything.

Plants. Trees. Animals. Ocean.

Demons and Gods. Offer due devotion.

Centre to centre. 

Safe now to enter.

We are One.

You are Me.

So beautiful, this reflection I see.

So real. So free.

Darkness, and Light.

Intensely Love-ly.