
Thunder in the distance.
This heart.
Beating.

Thunder in the distance.
This heart.
Beating.

Every movement.
Is a movement of the ocean.
No wave out of place.
No wave lost.
No wave wrong.
For there is no wave.
Only ocean.

God.
Does some weird shit.

There is nothing.
But this dance of the eternal.
All inclusive.
Infinite.
Pristine and perfect.
Exactly as it appears.
In this moment.
As this moment.

Just this.
All inclusive.
Expression of life.

Just imagine.
How much work it would be.
To hold all the cells of your body together.
If you were actually doing it.
#justhappening

Nothing better, nothing worse.
Nothing right, nothing wrong.
Everything an expression of the same source.
The source and its expression, not two.
Like the ocean and the wave.

Everything is.
Life in expression.
Including the sense of being a separate entity.
With free will and choice.
Including the mechanism.
The process.
Sometimes called the ego.
Nothing stands outside of.
Or apart from.
Life.
What is.
This.
Reality.
Everything is.
Life in expression.
This is not so much about.
Something changing.
Something improving.
This is more about inclusion.
The inclusion of everything.
Exactly as it is.
In this very moment.
This is the recognition.
That everything.
Is already included.

Just what is.
Seamless.
Infinite.

When you were growing in the womb.
You were Life.
Expressing.
Whatever you are doing right now.
You are Life.
Expressing.
Always Life.
Expressing.
Only Life.
Expressing.