We Are All Loved

L: What say you GUS?

G: Thank you for listening to us.

L: I feel your energy in my fingers. Have your way with them.

G: What’s yours is mine, what’s mine is yours, “and we are all together,” as the Beatles said.

You are a spirit having a human experience, and as you’ve learned, it’s to expand consciousness. To evolve.  But it’s also to taste and feel and touch and leap, and cry, and melt with beauty.

L: I have to stop judging the words as they come out, I’m stepping on the hose.

G: What’s mine that is yours is the kingdom of heaven, the feeling of bliss that is resonant truth. That feeling and experience of flow, of being in the right place at the right time.  Did you know that you are always in the right place at the right time, but you think you know better? So you don’t enjoy it, you don’t see it that way. Of course, there is no ‘right place’ or even ‘right’ in the realm in which we exist.

L: I hear the concept and the words, we are one, we are all connected, and while I experience glimpses of it with certain people, or moments in nature, it doesn’t resonate deeply with me, and I’d like it to. Can you tell me more about that?

G: I thought you wanted to talk about PIPPOP and other “fun” trends on Instagram.

L: Grrrrr, are you teasing me?

G: A little.

L: When I get indignant about something, I want to explore it from a ‘prove it wrong’ perspective. That energy, indignance, outrage, urgency, and my favorite, exasperation, are all clues to me that I’m spinning out in my head about right and wrong and being taken advantage of. Or in the case of indignance that I’m right and judging someone else wrong.

OK, I hopped on a train of thought that’s taking me away… what were you saying, Gus?

G: Hello world, like the blank templates on WordPress used to say. It’s us, GUS. Know that you are loved, from the inside out, no matter what you do or what you think you are. You are made of pure love and couldn’t be loved more, no matter what.

L: Um, OK. Gus, you got me out of bed for this?  A message no one is going to believe?  With the world in the state that it is, and everyone anxious as hell, how is the message that we’re loved going to help?

G: Trust me, that’s all there is.