Oneness is beyond “knowing”

it is experiencing life

and allowing the imagination of separation to fade away.

Far from fundamentalism
transparent in Oneness

I am the nectar in the center of the blossom
Fresh as a drop of morning dew
beckoning the honey bee to come drink
intoxicating liquor of sacred soul

Waking up in the dream

Beloved my beloved

Reflected in no reflection

Whole in oneness

In love

There is no enlightenment

There is only awakening

To this No-One
Being No-Thing

In Oneness

Love has no moving pieces
No-thing to break
No-thing to heal
No-thing to move
grieve, give or receive

Love is everywhere
It is oneness
It is this oneness
This presence
This life

Pain and struggle begin and end with a story
The story of “I”
The story that there is choice
The story that there is something that can be done to love
The story that love is a something that can be sent or received
The story of no-thing appearing as something
In this dream
The dream of separation
In the illusion of the “I” story
Appearing in the play
Appearing in this movie
Of consciousness
In oneness

Divided by the notion of a mirror
The mirror of confusion
The mirror of not love
The mirror of love
The mirror is a story
The story that says there is something “I” can be
Is there anything for no-thing to “be” in oneness?
The story that there is something “I” can do
Is there anything for no-thing to “do” in oneness?
The mirror story is the story of separation
The mirror is a reminder that there is no-thing separate from oneness
In the play
In this dream
In oneness

Is love a stamped letter with a return address?
Is love a carrier pigeon bringing a message home?
Is love a bottle tossed in the ocean with a secret message?
Is love the “other” separate from “I”?
“Who am I?”
The “I” that appears to be able to perceive no-thing as something?
In the play
In this dream
In oneness

We tell stories to imagine a journey that cannot be traveled
Tell me where is the road to love?
Is it on the frozen tundra of winter war?
Is it a wounded body crushed under a muddy wagon wheel?
Is it a fragrant flower inviting silent joy?
Is it lovers intertwined in the thousandth intoxicating kiss?

Who is this “I” who can say where love “is”?
Who is this “I” who defines what love “is” or “isn’t”
This no-thing called love appearing as something
In the play
In this dream
In oneness

Everything we do
We do
So we don’t have to do it
That is all

Thank you for sharing the dream
That love can be sent
That love can be received
That love is someone other than “I”
That there is an “I”
That love can come back
To where it already is
In the play
In this dream
In oneness

Thank you for the reminder
That Love is already home

All division begins from the whole

All separation returns to oneness

By meeting itself as it is

It is here
Right now
It is me
It is you
Inside and outside
Throughout

Right here
Everywhere
In all that there is

I can touch you and feel it
You can touch me and feel it

Put out your hand and feel the heat from my palm
Radiating outward from my heart to your soul

Embrace the warm glow
Bask in the beloved

Shifting
Aware
Sharing in the infinite loop that is this life
Right here
Right now
Always

This is it
It is all there is
It is right here
It is her
It is him
It is we
It is that
It is us
It is them

This is wholeness
This is Oneness
Always

It is really this simple
This is it
This is love

Breathe deeply
Fill your lungs full
Expand the heart
Breathe to the solar plexus, to the belly
Down through the roots of the feet
Send them all the way down to the molten core of the earth

Breathe bright white energy up the spine
To the top of the crown
Opening on top as a jeweled lotus
Shooting a golden thread of intention to the heavens
Connecting to The One
The glorious Oneness of love

I have a new valentine this year

It is the One
It is right now
This breath
This life
This existence
Right here…
this…
All of this…
Oneness

Love of the One that never fails
as it is always the One
It is the love without time
without limit

Nobody and nothing can take it away as it is not separate
So there is nothing to do to give or receive
It is already always happening

Dissolving in an instant giving over to complete intimacy
Folding into this moment continuously as it is
All contexts of love are contained in the One
Self love, unconditional love, divine love are all illusive patterns
Fables of the mind, dressed up with noble intention
Human imagination does what it does
sometimes that means creating dreams of painful separation

Shifting is simple and yet a choice that’s rarely ever made
Relaxing the focus on external validation
Surrendering to this moment completely
Engaged awareness
Energy transmission
Complete connection
Being oneness with the One

There is nothing to do to complete the circuit with the One
There is nothing separate from the One
Only perfect oneness with the One

I am in love with the One
Which is the same thing as loving Me