Yesterday I experienced some thing that was life altering. For just half an hour only Love existed. It poured through every cell of my body in a way that made me breathe deeply to be able to contain it. It transported me tangibly to the Camino de Santiago to be with Štěpán who was in the experience with me. Tears of joy and Knowing poured through me with immense gratitude. I was Home.
Today I woke up and the body feels battered and bruised. Mind would love to take off on a tangent. The only question is can I hold both of these and call it Love? Will I allow each moment with equal grace? Can I truly love what is?
PS. I came in later to post the Harry Potter image and started laughing. Immediately I felt very differently in the body. For me being with these high frequencies feels like Harry learning how to fly. What a ride.
