I'm realizing right now I feel like a petrie dish of scattered non descript fragments of Genetic material. And my task is just to breathe love into the mass, and continue one foot in front of the other to grow it into a living self sustaining organism. I feel like I myself am this organism and my love in every moment gives me the juice to proceed with the next moment. There is nothing in my external life to hold onto. It's like I have to create the womb for this pre-self organism all on my own, or rather with creator, I get to behold it's becoming and have faith when it all feels so empty. It is quite a challenge to keep going sometimes and to keep believing.
But we do as we keep breathing the sweet breath of life when we stop to let the sweet oxygen in to revive us. The oxygen of the now moment unfettered by the what ifs of lack and fear, just present in the enoughness of the breath of now.
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