THIS.

Is not all sunshine and roses.

THIS is terrible too.

THIS expresses itself.

As everything.

THIS includes everything.

Getting seriously ill.

Physical pain.

Psychological pain.

Deep sadness.

Deep despair.

Life can grind you down.

Life can kick you when you’re down.

Life can stamp on you and crush you.

But Life will pick you up.

Life will brush you off.

And Life will carry you.

And love you.

Unconditionally.

Through it all.

You are Life.

Nothing but Life.

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All there is, is “This”.

This “ultimate creative universal energy”.

This “infinite”.

This “everything”.

Happening right here, right now, always and everywhere.

All by itself.

Without anybody doing any of it.

And this is what you are.

What everything is.