
It is Life.
Expressing.
As an apparent contracted individual.
Searching to become that.
Which it already is.
That which it always has been.

It is Life.
Expressing.
As an apparent contracted individual.
Searching to become that.
Which it already is.
That which it always has been.

There is only Life.

All ideas.
Of becoming.
Evaporate.
And it’s just about the sound of the rain.

Vastness.
There is nothing else.

Life.
Is an undivided happening.
Happening by itself.

The Holy Spirit.
Moves.
In and as.
You.
In and as.
All things.
–
Nothing divided.
Nothing separate.
Nothing wrong.
–
Simply Waves.
On the Ocean.
Of the Holy Spirit.
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Love excludes nothing.
What? This feeling?
Yes, that feeling.
This thought?
Yes, that thought.
What? Everything?
Yes, everything.
Love is everything.

Just this.
All inclusive.
Expression of life.

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.