CAUGHT IN THE INHALATION OF GOD

It is difficult to write at times, even for you whom I love most. It seems to imply separateness- using thought, using position, using “me” and “you”. When I swim in total immersion of Oneness with all life, I don’t want to come out of the water. I might float in this sea for hours, but without you here to play together
and bask side by side in the stillness, I am not quite complete.
To be WHO I am, all parts must be Home. So, I will continue to write
and show you how heaven comes to you, through you,
my words merely a trigger for what you already know, who you already are.
We are all kites being reeled in, moths to the flame,
as Source compels us back to pure love and eternal peace.
Just let your story go… of who you think you are. It really doesn’t matter.
We are all caught in the inhalation of God…