LivingHeartfulness

Effertlessly so,
I open up my everthing to you.
I have done the hard Work.
With great honersty.
I have done everthing within my power and I have and pleaded, with The Great All, to do what I can´t do myself.
Through our connection, I feel answered.
Now you gracefully do what needs to be done.
With susch tenderness and precision,
you seem to pull old software out of me.
And I get the oddest sense, of a computer, that is being downloaded into.
There is abosolutly no ground left underneath me.
I am holdning on to nothing.
There is only you.
There is only what moves through you, to me.
We are absorbed into eachother and everthing,
that was standing apart from you,
lays down,
once and for all.
Effertlessly so.
Love wants it.
Love wants me and I, it.
Nothing more.
Nothing less
I sense a shift.
As I am an open empty vessel,
every cell,
every atom, within and without,
is becoming,
loves essence.
It is tangeble.
The substance of love,
is rich and full,
like the purest, golden honey and it opens up,
from within, the core of everthing.
I become aware,
that it has been there,
all this time.
It is the source of everything.
I feel like,
all is coming into one.
There is sameness.
Thousend of heat particles,
comes of your presence and connects with thousand of heat partices,
coming of my presence.
The same way,
that sensitive fingertips,
can touch eachother,
our particles,
touches each other and love follows through.
Love follows through,
all the way from the innermost,
to the outermost and back again.
Simular to pollination,
everyone in the room,
is touched,
by what is taking place.
Consciouness expands.
There is more room,
than ever,
for true being,
to live through us all.

Look into my eyes

and

keep looking.

What do you see?

Whatever you see, move further and keep looking.

Dive into my eyes.

Dive into my eyes with all of you.

No!

I said – with ALL of you.

Whatever thought, feeling, sense, comfort or discomfort you experience –

keep looking.

Keep diving.

Do not stop.

Move forward- as if -it is a matter of life or death.

Because it is.

And deep down – you know this.

Look into my eyes.

I can breathe again!

Yeah!

I am Back!

Hallelujah!

My body draws a deep sigh

and

everything relaxes profoundly.

Thank God!

Joy has no end!

Dance with me.

Sing with me.

Please!

I beg of you.

Rejoice, in this, with me!

A body without oxygen, circulating through its bloodstream, is dead!

Do you not see that?

Do you not see the reason for exploding in happiness?

With me!

I can breathe again

and

I want to breathe,

together,

with you dear.

I love you.

Where did I go?

How did I go there?

What happened?

A place so cold and bare and dead that,

I needed a winter rose,

to safe my life.

Its soft, silky, vibrant leaves

of blood red,

reminded my of life again.

Thank you, Rose.

A winter rose saved my life.

I came for the sake of love

seeking the world, I ached.

I asked my self;

what happens when I relate from my deepest knowing all the time?

What happens – is impossible to describe.

How can there be words for something I do not understand?

How can I find a word for something I have never seen before?

The words becomes the particles they are made of

and

I realize that communication is something entirely different.

Words are but an object, designed within the frame, of time.

But the frequency behind is light.

and

light moves.

What happens- when I relate from my deepest knowing all the time – is

light.

Love of all humanity.
Is that possible at all?

As I connect with you
something is opening up.
Expanding, if you like.
Really fast.

My body begins to shake
and then cry.

Is it fear?
And if so
what is the nature of this fear?

It feels like love and
still.
I wish you were here to hold my hand
like a father.

The movement of love
is a billion threads of beaming light
coming from my inner heart
and reaching out to all human beings.

Is that possible at all?

Again, I forgot and thought
it was about me.

And this happens.

Completely unexpected.

Love reaches out to all human beings.

From this heart?

What heart?

Literally.

Really?

Again
It is not about me
It was never about me.

Could it be real
love of all humanity.

I think and feel me safe
dwelling with peace.
I think and feel me enlighten,
awake.
Profound knowing is here,
stillness and openness of heart.
For long stretches there is no thoughts
just being.
Nothingness that feels like something.
So full.
Then again,
I think and feel me safe
and
wushhh…
Out of nowhere,
it seems,
longing ignites in my body.
I think it begins with a longing for a gentle and varm touch of a loving hand.
A loving embrace of another human being.
Then it moves down between my legs and
my sex aches to be penetrated.
Penetrated by pure masculine consciousness.
The Man.
After a while the aching moves
up into my heart.
I long and long and long
with my entire being.

There is no man
or
The Man, is not here.
The only one that will
satisfie my longing.

Like a gentle hand that reaches out to me,
from far, far behind all there is,
white essence comes.
Soft whiteness offers itself to me.
Stand here
it whispers.
All you need to do
is to stand here
in soft whiteness.

The other.

I want to free you of me.
What does that mean?
It means, that I want to free you,
of my expectations of you,
my idea of you,
my judgments of you.
My evaluations and conclusions of you.
It means,
that I want to free you,
of my version, of the truth, about you.

I was given my freedom by the great eternity.

How can I expect,
to dwell in freedom,
If I hold on,
to my version, of the truth about you?

I want to free you of me.

Light is seen by you – in me.
As you see it in me – I see light
in me.
Light opens up in my body and in
your body.
Light is seen in the core of every cell.
In fact – light is seen everywhere.
It blinds me and I give in
to light.
Light is everything.