This morning I awoke from a dream that inspired this writing.
Pain is passion
turned in on itself.
It defines
the edges of our Beingness in form and time,
who we are not,
what we perceive not,
where we have acted not.
Pain is Beingness
turned in on itself,
fallen inward
replacing
flowered outward
in its higher expression of Livingness.
Pain is Love
turned in on itself,
unfelt,
untold,
unshared
from the cavernous spaciousness that is
the Higher Heart.
Passion unveils Beingness,
which reveals
Love itself.
To move beyond pain,
move outside of your form self
and into
the space of your true self.
Being Love is who you really are.
Sharing Love is forever your true purpose.
