Life is a love affair between death and the eternal. And spirit is your irresistible lover. She embodies beauty in every aspect. She dances between dimensions effortlessly and gracefully. She makes love to life, kissing you gently on the forehead, only to go home and return to death. This is our greatest irony as the living, and also our greatest beauty. You are an eternal soul experiencing life through a finite timeline. A portal of a universe. You are both finite and infinite. You are connected with all that is and bring into this life just as much as is perfect for you, simply by embodying this love within. And when you return to the eternal to review your lessons, you come back to do it again. Because you can’t resist her touch. You can’t resist her grace. You can’t resist her presence, even if it kills you. And it does. All of us! Even if none of us ever get out alive, you give life to this universe. Now, what’s not to love about that?
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