One Breath One Tear One Love Then.. Private Tear and yet All is One.

Been quite a week for me to see life in all it’s splendid contrast and to experience and take note on the circle of life.

Here is the circle…

I gave a poem to someone very special. I then posted the poem and that poem seemed to assist someone else on their journey to feeling better over a loss that had occurred between them and their loved one.

I realized perhaps my gift might have been better served in my own personal life if it had remained between myself and the one I originally gave it to so I wrote another poem about taking perhaps too much liberty as a poet with those around me and called it one tear I felt quite sad.

The last couple of days have been difficult for me. I feel so much appreciation for the Co-Creators here I sometimes loose sight of individuals in my life and
my work becomes my priority over just about everything.

What is my work to me? It ‘is’ me I would say in one respect, as this is how I manifest my joy and my liberty and my dreams. In other respects I can’t possibly say what ‘is me’ because that keeps evolving daily and sometimes I feel I can’t keep up with the greater part of me calling me forth.

As I reach inside and feel the expansive nature of who I am and how I choose to express feeling, I see that after this week of lessons in my face I may seem to others as self-centered and bent on embracing more than is comfortable for others who would like to hold me as one person to one person. I like the feel of that, having one person care and love me. I write a lot on love and passion and joy. I have been blessed this last year to a re-birthing of these fine gifts in my life.

I would not choose to miss-align myself with another and abuse anything or anyone on a level of not recognizing that I have to own up to all my choices. When my choices do not sit well with others in my life I surely must take responsibility for my part of the interaction and my desire is if indeed there is a foul error on my part to look at this and become more conscious of my movement and interaction with them. To ‘change’ so to speak or call it perhaps
Growing into relationship by not doing the same thing expecting different results.

Admittedly I am behind in my growth with relationships concerning ‘another’. I come from a story line that is heavy pressed with a string of history that bears unsuccessful interactions with the ‘one’ in my life so for many years I just did not have anyone in my life. India changed all that and 8 years ago my heart burst open wide and I have not turned back. I have experienced so much healing and joy that for me to be here now looking at this last week and feeling open to allowing my life, no matter what, guide me from my heart is nothing short of a miracle. I do not have any set answers as the jury is still out weather or not things will work out between.

However, the tenderness of the Universe in all it’s expansive love and caring took me in it’s arms and gave me a sight break. I still felt pretty out of it yesterday morning but managed to feel a part of me return that seemed gone for a bit and that part is called Linaji. I closed my eyes upon awakening and I just said ‘I am where I am and here I am’. Not so perfect in action I realized, infact way off the mark, but ‘Here I am today’, willing to allow life to show me joy and to be comforted as well as to comfort. I asked myself about the truth in my heart as I am no demon, nor do I will any wrongdoing on anyone. My actions may not sit well with another but I am willing to see my part. I felt a surge of emotion come about and I felt surefooted and felt strong and kind all at once. I decided I am full full of the Love that is my birthright and I decided then I could claim that NOW.

Only minutes later a post came up on my watch list.
It was a posting that another bubbler had been touched by my piece One Tear I went to see the posting and the art work inspired by my written work, (the work that was inspired by my love for another and the beginning of my journey to this moment), here on Red Bubble, and I saw Heaven’s Handiwork Manifested. Right before my eyes and my heart there was a gift of Love. Danilo Lejardi posted her work A Private Tear and I felt the power of love so strong in the viewing of her art, that I knew ALL IS WELL. THERE IS ONLY LOVE.

Danilo, I cannot tell you how much this work and your connection to my work means in the circle of my own existence, but your timing and the depth of this piece brings me much joy. Through this journey I feel so very taken care of.

I do not know if the artist or any person in life can
Say I can only love one way or another. I see so much love spilling out over the edges of existence here as I work and view others creations and hear their stories that I must ask myself, What is Love?

I am not sorry about my lessons, as I attract everything in my life and for me my own intent on loving someone else by writing to them of my love and then this love spills into someone elses life is the paradox I seem to face today as I write. When do I limit my focus on Loving? What is the nature of Love?

I am feeling this:

Love is greater than a box I may want to feel secure and put it in. Love is all the definitions of the philosophies over the centuries as defined by friendship, family and physical pleasure, but I do not see it as a commodity to be boxed into defining terms even in all good intentions. Love permeates to the whole of these separate terms we tend to need to define as story line in our lives. LOVE IS HUGE. It is all at once these ideas but more so Love just holds all of Love as we allow ourselves to box Love up into different containers that say, this kind of love is only for friends, this for lovers, this for dogs, this for sexual relations.. this for… ad infinitum. LOVE cannot be contained! Love calls us to forgive and to ALLOW for even this shortsighted notion that we can contain it at all! Love is the circle of all that we desire. And for me to see Love sneek it’s way back to me via my own confession of guilt (the poem One Tear) is so much more expansive than I could ever dream of Being to myself or others and is a testimony of why I am asking myself true… What Is Love?

And here is the answer I am feeling this moment:

Love is YOU Love is ME

Love is all things held sweetly and kindly and knowingly. Never ending Always Allowing,

Expanding and Eternal.

Love is All.

Linaji 2009

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