Looking forward to when that is automatic, in the meantime,
sorry everybody.
It arises less and less.
I know this because I am crying
more at more at the simple beauty of the world.
The urge to change someone is protection.
When I can find
what I am trying to protect myself from, almost always it comes down to the
fear of Loving, and STOP resisting it, nothing changes in the other person and
I see them as if they were God.
This is the gift of the world.
It continues to
present itself just as it is, and I get to learn how to open my heart to it
wider and wider and wider, until the whole thing is inside it.
Who needs labels like
hell or heaven?
To welcome the moment as it appears without labelling,
comparing or judging is never hell or heaven, it is at it is .
Sometimes
painful, sometime full of joy - LIFE in different expressions , nor THIS
neither THAT.
I'm a puddle on the floor, melting
ps/smoh
