Loves Way In You.

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The One that you have been promised, will find you. When

the shell of the heart cracks open in the pain of this longing.

The One that promised you into existence, will keep faith

with every loving thought that you have for yourself. For

this emotional ground is where Her love for you also arises.

Be gentle with the heart of the One that is wed to you. For

when you learn to be gentle with yourself, it will be a pain

in you, to be ungentle with any other heart. This is the way

of Her love, that it be pledged to vulnerability. Loves

covenant with you, is that you be the love of others, as much

as that love in Her.

First there must be this opening between you. You must

come out of the room of self, disarmed by surrender.

Knowing your nakedness is still a dress. Willing only to be

visible by Her light. There can be no hiding of yourself in

the shadow of self. You must be well met, by a moonlight

that invites a full moon of Her presence inwards. Into the

recess of that sundered soul where you gift without

question. Knowing you give nothing, to receive all.

This falling into love is Her mystery in you. When you

cannot breathe at all, but feel your breath is Hers alone,

then you will live Her life in you. She will become Her

promise and you shall be Hers.

The heart you bear shall be as a flight of wild geese. Ever

seeking the dawn of love in others. Before you opened this

gift, you had no gift to offer, now you are the gift of love

itself. You must pledge yourself again, for the voice of love

has bid you this: Be you gentle with their hearts, for they

are My own.

This gentle way of love, is all there is to living in loves

abandon. This true romance, is a dance choreographed by a

Self you have vowed to behold in tryst, that you will be

forever the outward gyre of Her inward spiraling. Just as

the helix of the universe enfolds within itself, so must the

lover dance in the light of this unbearable attraction, to be

born of the love that only She can sustain.

The One that has been promised to you. Knows of your

every prevarication. How you would seek to unravel the

mystery of life with anything but loves awareness. How you

have, in your loneliness, refused the gift to be Her alone.

Piling concept upon concept, until the structure of your

vision has become a prison for Her imagination in you.

Yet every heart but knows itself in Her. Without fulfilling

loves promise, nothing can be found by your intelligence,

unless it be the intelligence of this.

Promise yourself to love, and that love shall find you. There

will be nothing more to uncover within you, for Her

covering will be all that Is. You will be the discoverer of

myriad realms of enlightening beauty, and shall be the

foremost horizon of Her light. There will be nothing to

behold that is not you, and you shall be the love of Her who

promised nothing else but Herself.

We all carry the same teachings

transformed into love stories.

The book of the heart

is the souls own library

where seven candles illumine

every understanding.

Do not let anyone go from you

without reading them and be read in return by this love.

Love

eric.

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