Love's Meditation. Ultimate medication.

In response.
I woke from visions of the nurse opening the door & it was not the pills the patient was waiting for, but her pure presence, her soft hands to touch his tired, withered veins.
Her LOVE, the true antidote. 
And so Hafiz, I see more you give love, the more you receive love. 
the more you receive, the more you can give.
Everything is a cycle. 
& love is an infinite wellspring if we choose to open ourselves fully up to it,
its waters, soooooo crystallised & sweet. 

Now comes a time to truly bow to these precious waters. 
Old Prophecy calling us into our present majesty, 
fulfil our golden glowing legacy,
to cleanse love's intentions & dissolve the veils which coat its essence in slimy armour. 

If you have forgotten how to bow at the temple with gratitude pouring from every cell of your existence, then it is necessary to take a break from loves ecstasy to cleanse & purify your truth that is innately magnetised to it. 
Dying for it. 
To come home & Remember... 
RE <-> member. 
& renew your full embodied devotion to it. For its force is infinite & sacred beyond measure, but if manipulated by desires, seduction & impure intentions loves true crystal core becomes suspicious amongst the masks of fear & restlessness. 

Yet these very insecurities disguised as "needs" are the illusion that in that dark craving of loves bittersweet attainment, you have found special tricks to quench your thirst. 
But I beckon something more profound than survival mode, 
drooling serpents preying upon their next meal. 

I am calling upon courageous warriors who go on the hunt together, in full honor, reverence & praise, kneel before the beast which has sacrificed its life-force to fuel your very existence. Not only choosing its good parts & disregarding the others as insignificant, but using every ounce of its BEing & offering, as if they were as equally important to the whole. Beyond the nourishing flesh that will feed your tribe, embrace Its bones, teeth, & beating heart. 
Feet anchored in the soil lifting your bloody fearless hands to the sky 
& give deep gratitude for another day to have an opportunity to love.  

To live. 
To give. 
To receive. 
To flow within the fertile wellspring of life's giving fruits. 

Recycle your forgetfulness so you may move thru the world in the purest of love. 
Faith*keeper. 
Shape*shifter. 

True love beckons us to rest deeply in the fields of abundant dragonflies & fruits,
laying upon your back with the fullness of the universe pumping thru your veins of hope. 
And to hold back those fruits, to question loves ability to heal anything it touches is the clearest indicator that you choose to suffer. 

So I call you home. 
To Re-member love is an infinite & limitless resource,
feel its force,
& move from the purest of heart, 
amongst this sea of fear.
For your very presence is the antidote.  

Once you give permission to yourself & others to explore loves profound depths, the shields around your heart begin cracking & light enters to penetrate the darkest dungeons of your deeper knowing that you are capable of a vibration that ripples waves of unmasked hopes in all directions. 

For sanities sake,
keep loving more each day. 

"Do not seek for love. Silently give it away & let it find its way back to you." 

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