I talked to God. I said I just want someone to love. But as the universe unfolded, there were different plans for me. So I agreed to the illusion of separation, just for a little while. And I loved everybody. Everything. Every mask. Every beautiful soul. Including myself. Especially myself. I let my love become the beacon of light powerful enough to light this whole bitch up. And I did just that. That’s when all of the pieces started coming back together. I created space to allow even more love. Love is where I live. Welcome home.
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