Only a few days into April and the fragrance of springtime energy has intoxicated my senses. I walk on the moist earth each morning, I smell the freshness of life in the air, and I feel dizzy with a buzz of joy in my ear.

 

Oh, my Beloved, manifested in this thing called ‘life’

I AM ever grateful for every moment you give me

that I feel alive within your Being-ness everywhere…

 

Yes, I must confess that I am falling in love with the magnolia trees over and over…Heavy with white and pink petals, their branches are sweeping me off my feet. I walked by in the dusk light, and I couldn’t help myself but pick up the petal offerings flooding the streets with a new sense of beautiful rebirth. One by one, each petal was being caressed by these hands and promised an honorable place in the ritual of sacred communion with All that Is. I could already see them floating in the bath water surrounded by candles being part of yet another purification rite of Oneness and Expansion of Joy with Source.

 

 

Everything I am given, I offer back to you… I know

the Web needs as many cosmic threads as it can get

to weave us back into the Center, to make sense of

this mystery called ‘mind’ and to transcend many dreams

stored up in the great big  library of humanity…So everything I am given,

I offer back to you and thus find more of my Self in You as you decide

to bounce your light back at me from every corner of your mouth

in each being that I see.  I never cease looking for you, my love.