Arise.

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If your heart still breaks for love, be patient with yourself.

Love comes to all Her lovers. No child of Her is homeless,

and all Gods dreams of existence are sung for you alone. Let

love practice within you, until that you, that thought a need

to wear loves custom, becomes only this song of love.

This morning glory of matchless praise. This you that has

slept deep in the nights undressing, how like a child you are

today. Covered untidily by old clothes heedlessly borrowed

from a past that fits you no longer. This ovation that has

arisen as you, let be honored, as you arise in loves

celebration, to play your part as the eye of Gods rejoicing.

The open heart never lays down without falling into itself as

a lover. Sleep no longer engulfs, but gently undoes the past,

unwinding all that you need carry no further. When you

awake to your love, loves eye will open in you, and you shall

be this light that elucidates you naked to the morning. You

will be content to be your own answer, and the questions of

those grown old in themselves with endless self inquiry, will

appear to you as little poems of awakening that they sing in

praise of none other but you.

There is no moment, born in loves awareness, that is not the

child-bearer of joy. A child arises, casting off the rags of

despair, knowing that such garments can no longer be used

as its cover. This future you that you open now, makes love

visible to your heart in this holy present. Let no regret ever

keep you from being the transparency of your perfectly

created tomorrow. Arise.

Be healed by every loving thought.

Somebody deceived you

they gave you an idol and told you to kneel.

Stand up now, and laugh.

You did this to yourself.

Pinch yourself awake and smile like God.

Love

eric.

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