THE AIRPLANE HAS LANDED

I’ve decided to quit running from who I AM. There is nobody else, some better person who will show up down the road, on the new mission, after the next spiritual workshop. I cannot live anymore without seeing the Beloved in all I meet, in all I am doing, and mostly, from out the eyes and heart of this one same Beloved…inside of me.
When I open my eyes in the morning, I remember whose eyes are seeing.
I cannot be separate from those eyes, that heart, any longer.
Not in any moment. Not with any breath.
I must embody who I am. I must touch my feet every moment on the sacred ground holding life here just for my feet. Like the airplane coming in for a landing, wheels bouncing on the runway, touching down, holding friction in balance, my reluctance is now gone, the timidity and fear vanished, the One that I AM is here, now, unafraid to BE.