Every war that has ever been fought began in love. The world operates in stages of heartbreak, lines cracking between countries. All that has been formed must separate, and it kills us.
But when we can unite those cracks, even for a moment, we are met with indescribable peace and connection. So much so it makes our hearts burn, because oh my God, we are alive.
We exist in the midst of eternity, and we’re moving, talking, dancing beings filled with so much complexity, intelligence, and love. We get to be here. To do this! To see new places, meet new people, create things we love, find joy and peace… perhaps even have a family of our own! Other people who are just for us.
To settle in places that are not just places, but homes! Lands of forests and seas that we get to call just ours. That no one is coming for - we get to remain in, in constant abundance.
Every last bit of this life is sacred. Every last bit of this life is divine.
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Divinity is not one thing. It’s an ever-moving complex. Colours that blend into one another, dreamscapes blending and merging. Polar opposites banging into each other, over and over again.
When you let the opposites soften into love, peace occurs.
The more we foster people who are here to fight, the more the cracks widen, and the scenario looks hopeless.
Because love has gone. Where there is no love, there is no reason for being.
But where there is love - when we look another person in the eyes and realize we are made of precisely the same thing, and we come from precisely the same place, and we’re going back there together - that is where there is hope.
Whether we acknowledge it or not, love is everywhere. You have people you love, after all. It has not died. And where there is love, there is an inevitability for connection.
The more we lean into connection (and it’s easy, because we’re the same species), the more we heal the cracks.
The more people stop falling into them.
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Well, that’s all for now, folks. Time to get some rest.
Time to wake up as a completely different being, just because I get to.
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Maybe love is exactly where the hope is.
You have captured it so profoundly and expressed it so beautifully.