Life is amazing. Just when you think there's nothing left, no hope, no color, no meaning, you get a glorious surprise. We say and we shape and we dance around everything, always trying to reconnect, always working, always penetrating, only to find that we actually did know the whole time what we knew.
I'm here to say that life is good. Because it's life. All the horror in the world is to show us the way beyond horror. All the buttons our loved ones push are to show us the buttons so we can leave them alone. All the brokenness points to the wholeness that has always and will always exist, and only exists. Does this make any sense? Why have a world like this? It can seem a cruel joke, but the only ripe option is to trust. To embrace the mystery. To become the beloved.
I love and I love and I love. There is nowhere else to go. Every blooming thing is a gift, if I know how to unwrap it. And thankfully, everyone and everything shows me how. Hallelujah.