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It seems as if there is so much to say, and yet perhaps "Just keep

Loving..." pretty much sums it up for tonight.

 

 

"At every step the pure wind rises,"and I alone walk through the pink

sky;every direction home, every path the way.

 

 

I seem to recall we were walking together, but now --the blue string

of lights in the bedroom is lit.

 

 

Recall can be fun, but in the honor of Friendship,You honor me by

allowing me the freedom to remind Youthat vasanas usually appear when

we "recall" with the conditioned mind doing the driving based on past

associative experiences, eh?

 

Vasanas appear regardless --something just keeps loving.

 

 

i sometimes even have the delighted inspiration through no doing of my

own to say, "Va-va-va-voom" to vasanas, "Let's party everybody!"

 

 

This party never ends,though we wouldn't noticeif it did -- we'd just

keep loving --there is no other optionfor us now.

 

 

As the willow trees stream their green leavesInto the river moving

beneath them, so too do weRun our gentle hands through this river of

LightMoving in, as and for us for as long as time,Space and the atom

circle one another in searchOf the Heart of all hearts.

 

Though resistance becomes more stealthy & sly,Love seems to love to be

teasedby Love --just one of those endearing things about It.

 

 

Sitting on the rooftop calling out"I Love You" to this Heart, I feel

so keenly from everywhere, from everything, only this Love,and

writing this next stanza seems as easy and sensibleas teasing a

wolverine while he's eating - anything!

 

 

I know you're friendly with raccoons, buti wouldn't care to test

things on ananything-eating wolverine --some experiences arewisely

left todaredevils.

 

 

The devilmay care kindlyabout my attitude to life,but I am of the

experience thatwolverines notwithstanding tonight,raccoons seem real

friendly, especially as cows!

 

 

Bovine Beatitude is a Beautiful Thing,but even raccoon-masked cows

eventuallymeet Shiva, bringing in the sheaths.

 

 

I once met Shiva in a field of wildflowerswearing a beautiful face

used to trace the Love lines on my palm into a living representation

of Jesus's Lifeline – Christ!It was OneHeart beating

simultaneouslythrough Shiva and Jesus in my chest!

 

Yes, so now let's lay down, my Darling,let's lay down and take our

rest;we can lay our little headsupon the Saviors's breast,yes, I love

you, just asJesus loves us the best,and lives us tonightjust right,

 

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Oh my gosh, I really enjoyed this. Thanks!

 

 

 

, "Mazie Lane" <sraddha54@h...> wrote:

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