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Opening to embodied love is like allowing a warm smooth dagger to pierce us in our most hidden places, freeing what has been wedged in the deep recesses of the history of our bodies, emotions, and spirits...Loss of embodied love is like allowing the winds to blow into the raw and unfettered places newly carved by the Beloved's hand...To lean into Embodied Love is to lean into the cycle of death and life fully, to say YES fully to both, to call on the steadfast courage of being unmade and remade, and to offer oneself FULLY to the fire of the initiation that is DUALITY. This is the pain and the pleasure of laying our souls down upon the ground of the body. This is the arrival upon the shore, strong with the muscles of our long swim, and soft with the tenderness of being salted down to our pure core. The memory of Stillness holds us steadfast to the course. The desire to experience, taste, and touch unity in our cells drives us with intensity to break the ground and become a Force of Form. These two~ the Eternal Calm and the Lightning of Passion~ are not at war with one another. They are in DEEP, REVERENTIAL LOVE with each other. They are bowing back and forth to each other in each, and every moment. ~ 
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The Eternal Present is not a rejection of the past, nor a denial of the future, but rather a portal to all Time, one in which we can heal our relationship with Time, simply by resting in renewed wonder. The Eternal Present gains its power from beyond Time, and its simplicity can be enjoyed through the senses, when they are unencumbered by outgrown stories. The Eternal Present holds each moment in spacious curiosity, creating new pathways of meaning and experience through each fresh encounter with the sensory world. The Eternal Present is aware that the entire Multi-verse is contained in each particular thing, and that each particular encounter is a unique expression of the Multi-verse conversing with Itself. What a gift that we can touch, taste, smell, and play within this abundant Rainbow Garden! Drinking in the world around us, we ask: What part of God's body is this? ...And this? What part of God's body am I....now? ...And now?  |
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