Once upon a time, in a relationship so far away as to seem to be in another galaxy of energies altogether,
two people lie in each other’s arms and wonder why pretending hasn’t brought them closer together.
How desperately trying to avoid hurting one
or recently “revealed”
or conveniently fabricated
wokeness of or to our “issues”.
Nonsense I say.
Here’s the truth:
If you’re truly awake,
you simply will not take offense at those sleepwalking around or dozing everywhere.
They are not sleeping as a protest against waking.
They’re sleeping. It’s not a fault. It’s a reality.
Yes, some are acting out an old nightmare and we are asked to love them enough and each other not to kill them as a first resort even tho we fear they might attempt to kill us all as a last resort.
That’s a big ask.
It’s a risk to believe in love.
Always has been.
On a personal level.
On every level, Love reaches, touches, & heals on all levels of ourselves.
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