It's a gift to have them.
They hold keys to healing.
They are your humanity.
In the meat that makes you 'you', there are a million universes, dancing.
All can't always go according to plan, but the beauty is in the way the flow becomes the dance. Where one foot falters, the other steps in to hold balance.
The ground is there beneath your feet.
You can fall on her.
You can lay there.
With her.
All around you. Pressing together and holding you in. The Goddess of Gravity, the Great Mother of All, the Earth beneath you as much as the cosmos encircling you.
She's whispering, reminding you:
There's more...
You can let go...
I've got you...
Even your particles will float apart, they are leaving you right now...there they go ...
BREATHE....
Ahhhhh, here come some more.... Special beautiful perfect oxygen, it was just waiting there, to be invited in. How sweet.
And let it go again.
Out....give the carbon back... They oxygen is happy to deliver...
The trees said ...thank you ...
Did you feel them?
You should, they are a part of you, just breathe them back in again if you forgot.
The cycles just turn, within you, around you, from you, and for you...all at once.
You try so hard to direct it, and understand it...but you don't need to.
It's all just here now, happening so that you can take this moment to remember it's beauty, it's precious gifts to be seen, heard, smelled, tasted, touched, felt, and experienced. That is how we know.
All the love in the entire world is right there in our heart. And even when it's tides swell and tsunamis form that threaten to break apart the very structure of our being, we remember that even then, when the dust settles, that love is the wave that destroys, the pieces on the ground, the hope to envision, the will to create, as well as the desire and strength to build, again.
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