Sometimes we feel mechanical, just going through motions…
Some hours we feel there must be something we’re not doing right and we’re swayed to ponder other notions…
Some moments we wonder what now? what next? how come or why?
When all of that line of thinking
misses completely what is the always only ever holding now nigh….
Love is all that is going on
All we are being asked to do
All we ever need to be in order to be true…
What if in the why, we simply love…
Instead of feeling invisible, we defend I am seen.
Instead of asking why, we live I am needed.
Instead of yearning, we outpour that much more.
Instead of wishing for, we ground our gratitude and adore…
It steadies us…
It bases us…
It locates us in this right now second
where nothing is missing, lacking, undone, not done…
where no moment is impoverished, empty, void…
Always love.
Only love.
Now.
The only moment that matters.
The only thought needed.
The only being living.
Love.
