Truth, by its very nature, is simple. Still, humans argue about what the truth is, who has it (usually “us”) and who’s hopelessly in the dark (always “them”). We like to be right, especially when it comes at the cost of “them” being wrong. Humans—it’s what we do.
We are Love. Every religion and mystic tradition, as well as indigenous culture, all intersect here. Those 18 words are that spiralling double helix that lives in our bones. Love. That source of the universe that touches us as spirit and envelops our own soul. Love. Our journey seems to be remembering that we are love. We are already whole. It ultimately seems to be a journey of subtraction versus addition. Oneness. Home. Love. Beautiful writing.
We are Love. Every religion and mystic tradition, as well as indigenous culture, all intersect here. Those 18 words are that spiralling double helix that lives in our bones. Love. That source of the universe that touches us as spirit and envelops our own soul. Love. Our journey seems to be remembering that we are love. We are already whole. It ultimately seems to be a journey of subtraction versus addition. Oneness. Home. Love. Beautiful writing.