I have a handwritten note posted to a mirror in my room. I look to it every morning. I allow its words to open and further reveal me. I permit its energy to transcend any obstacles of day.

“Be love until you become one with love.”

The words came to me in an unexpected moment. I’d been crying most of the evening, overwhelmed by the circumstances which seemed to surround. I felt attacked from all angles – at home, at work. Even as I walked my favorite, I felt no rest.

Though as I entered the room, threw my coat onto the bed and fussed over the last threads of day – something truly incredible happened. I felt a warmth wash over – a tremendous release. In a single breath, all of the emotions of self lifted. And, I was freed.

“Be love until you become one with love.”

The words came to me as urgently as air to a soul deprived. Knowing perhaps the magnitude of this offering, I raced to grab a pen. I scribbled hastily like a curious child, desperate to capture their meaning before the moment had passed.

Never before had I experienced love in this way. Not as an observer from the outside looking in – but, as part of something that was much bigger than myself. I felt at peace, yes. But, more so…

I felt whole.

We live our lives in a constant state of unrest. We struggle to assign meaning and depth – to find our ‘place’ within the greater order of things. Though, what if – as the song so perfectly expressed, ‘love is all we need’?

What if our ‘enough’ was comprised of only love?

What if love is our only way?

In peace…

Namaste ❤️