I’m at this moment filled with a simple love for love. An appreciation of love. A gratefulness for love.
For me – now – the service of the Divine Mother = The service of love.
From within the experience of love, everything seems possible. All doubt dissolves and is replaced with a universal willingness to entertain.
It seems as if we’re all looking for something special. And when one of us finds it, he or she shouts back to the rest: “Over here. It’s over here.”
Over here. It’s over here. It’s love. It’s in here, in here.
Receive this bounty. Here. Hold out your hands. Both hands.
There’s more where this came from.
But don’t take it from me.
You have this endless artesian well within yourself as well.
Drink deeply and share with the world. It’s freeing and free.