The warm blanket of your love washes over me like a warm balm, insinuating itself into every nook and cranny of my being; it coaxes any tightly-held, limiting beliefs to relax and open to the warmth of love’s caress.
My vista broadens almost magically ~ the lens through which I capture life and its nuances expands, becomes inclusive, allowing. No longer is it me vs. them. My view becomes deeply textured with light, dark and shadows.
What a surprise to realize that every being is similarly textured by their experiences…so much richer for their myriad of life experiences. We are deeply connected, separated only by our lack of vision, and our inability to perceive each other as complex, whole beings.