The Tell~Kell Heart~

The flow of love, the eternal heartbeat of my vessel. I am on this course with destiny. The truth of my existence, the purpose of my participation in the human race.  Worth the thought and furthermore action. The feeling of life, “catching the buzz” has always been a need for me. The heartbeat of connection. Cupid must be my homeboy. I have come to this place within, that understanding love is not necessary, I just love. I need to feel it, experience it, grow from it.  The facts are not important to me any longer. Unrequited love. It is an impossible experience, because loving always has a huge return. It’s own reward. The levels of heart to heart exchange happen daily for me. In written form, in physical, emotional. mental and Spiritual. In my opinion the greatest form of all. Now romantic love, that is entirely different, based on expectation. I go into this promise with myself  that knowing, ” The heart wants, what the heart wants.” That longing of a human connection of fairy tale and reality. The perception of pleasure that last into a “Happily ever after”  I can get caught up in that feeling just writing about it.  I had to spend a week in the coronary care unit to recover from a car accident. My chest had hit the steering wheel and my seat belt added more pressure as a result of impact. It was one of those accidents that you realize just how the term,” seconds and inches”, mean everything. I would love to tell you, it was in that moment I awakened with the purpose of loving. Not my revelation. It is true though, I was in a state of grace for a period of time. Then as life took over, so did I. My devotion to loving is quite different in this place of time. Genuinely heartfelt, I am cloaked in this magical dipping sauce of “I love you, regardless. Now, liking still has its challenges, another blog, another time. For now though from heartbeat to heartbeat to skip and catch up, my heart fills with the feeling of loving you is it’s mission and loving myself, is it’s only requirement. 

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Kikiji~

Meditation, my spiritual prescription of medicating. It is always a magical elixir for my soul. Abundance is abundance, is abundance.   “Every decision you make today is a choice between a grievance and a miracle”  Davidji . I am aware every great thought and intention has come to me in those moments of silence, the inhale and exhale of spirit. The primordial ooze of connection. It is where I conceptualize my existence. This boundless link of love. Recently my past was doing a leap-frog into my present. A lifeline of muck, released into a new freedom. It’s like when you go to the beach and you stand in front of that vast ocean bringing in sand, taking it out, lapping and caressing the shoreline. Both needing the other. Some grains remain, but the ocean will always reach back for it and the sand will be willing to embrace it.  What a love story. I just have to remind myself with everything there is that knowing. If it was possible then, it is possible now. So the choice, the decision the breath of the Universe, the essential state of unlimited love. Is just to be free of the hold of regret, free of anything that keeps me separate  from the circle of community.  Meditation was once described to me as an expression of prayer, In prayer we speak, in meditation we listen. This is what I know, when I wholeheartedly give myself over to the practice of being one with the absolute, I am in the realm of spirit. The place where the substance of stuff, become the substance of soul. The breath of life, the cradle of completeness.

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