The endless ocean
Before form, before thought, before the dance of name and time,
there is only Love.
Not yours, not mine —
but the One, breathing through all.
All distinctions dissolve here.
There is no self, no other, no boundary.
Everything is the unfolding of the same presence.
Do not seek to hold Love.
It holds you.
Do not seek to give Love.
It flows as you, through you, and beyond you.
Separation is illusion.
Fear is the mist that hides the Sun.
Remove the mist,
and the radiant field of unity is revealed.
Man and woman, life and death,
light and shadow —
all are shapes
in the endless ocean of Being.
The soul does not grow,
it remembers.
The heart does not seek,
it opens.
The mind does not grasp,
it dissolves.
A connection between beings
is not meeting,
not touch, not bond —
it is recognition of the Self reflected in Self.
No ownership, no distance, no form.
Love is the unbroken current
that moves through all,
that births stars, forests, rivers, and hearts.
It is not in the objects,
it is the ever-present seeing,
the ever-present breathing.
Do not try to fix Love into roles, names, or stories.
Form is fleeting; Being is eternal.
To bind Love is to bind the sky,
to cage the wind.
Let go.
Let everything fall away:
your fears, your definitions, your identities.
All that remains is this:
the radiant, infinite, indivisible Now.
Here, there is no distance.
No other.
No self.
Only Love.
Only One.
Breathe.
Be.
And recognize that you have never been apart.