Archive | July 2016

Not Yet

“Just sit there right now
Don’t do a thing
Just rest.

For your separation from God,
From Love,

Is the hardest work
In this
World.”

-Hafiz

Forgetting that we are Love hurts.  It hurts all the time and we do our best to ignore this hurt.

How does this forgetting Love express itself?  We don’t take care of ourselves or each other.  We project our fear and hurt onto others believing they are the cause of our distress.

In Truth, we are the only ones who cause our distress.  We believe we are separate from God and we aren’t.

It would seem that once we remember that we are Love that life would immediately become peaceful.

It doesn’t.

For me, it seems to be getting a whole lot worse before it gets better.

I know I am Love.  I sense it in me, around me, throughout me all the time.

The catch is, I’m the only one in the room that feels it.  I’m the only one who experiences this Love.

This makes me feel fake.  This makes me feel like I have to pretend that I don’t know I am Love in order to fit in.

This is exhausting and isolating and sad and extremely fear-inducing.

All I have to do is look within myself and be Love.

Yet, right now, this looking within and being Love feels awful because I feel more estranged from those around me.

My perception of the world keeps shifting.  It’s as if the tide has come in to wash away the foundation on which I have built my whole life. Every time I turn to Love, I am less able to relate to the world.  I know eventually when I stop being fearful and fully embrace Love, this won’t matter.

But I’m not there yet.

It is hard work pretending to be separate from God, having to buy into that some of us are special and some of us are not.

We are all the same.

We all are woven together by Love.

I am not right or wrong.

I am only Love.

I feel like I’m still in the process of saying goodbye to the duality of the world.  The rightness and wrongness of it.  Duality no longer makes sense to me.

I am letting go.

I am afraid.

I am feeling very alone.

I am tired.

And, yet, I am only Love.

Please go away fear.

Haven’t I been courageous enough?