We are walking along in our lives and all of a sudden our hearts bloom; whatever we may have been holding against our heart, however we may have been guarding it, we let go without effort and find ourselves full and connected.
Maybe we are suddenly gazing into the eyes of a new lover, maybe we have found a teacher, a new project, a delicious peach that softens us and sweetens our heart? Maybe we realize our ideas of who we are were wrong and let them fall away? We soak up this new contact with source. We step toward it without knowing where it will lead.
We trust in its innate goodness.
And then the movie ends, the novel closes, the fairytale is over.
What comes after the initial rush of love through our veins?
What comes is the next day, the new moment unfolding, the integration of all that we are and all that we are becoming. What this looks like for each of us is our own story. There is no prescribed way, no certainty about how we’ll experience our lives.
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Jasmine, Jazzy, I don’t say this lightly… you are a wonderful writer. In this post you have said so much in so little.
Thank you. Thank you. Tonio.