Entry Submitted by Daughter of Terra at 2:36 PM EDT on April 29, 2017
Dedicated to Patrick, One Who Knows, Sephora, Yosef, Harmony, Heisenberg, Cowboy Down Under, Victor, and everyone else here who hold the light and love and claim it; not as a word but a state of being.
These trees I see sway with rhythmic dance to the feeling of I love you.
Sun rays all day to the sky above, with the warmth of a hug, again it screams; I love you.
Sifting through debris to find a glimpse of eternity. With tireless efforts and a quest to be your very best. All because you love you. Like I love you.
This soundtrack is in fact, our motivated core. Singing, danicing, blissful. More.
We are the torches that light the way. Regardless of what anyone have said or may say. The burning desire to inspire and deliver. I just love you. I know you do too.
Like giving birth. Its loud, it hurts, its personal its an addition to the universal. Its messy. Its convulsive.But it also puts you in a state of absolute trust.
In the process. No resistance. Just allowance of what is meant to be something so new and yet as old as eternity. Giving birth.
We are about to give birth to a new world. A new state of being.
Where seeing is not believing. But where believing is seeing.
Salu. There is nothing else to be or do. But love. Be love. Show love. You are love. And you are very muched loved my me.
Daughter of Terra