Balance, Respect and Reciprocity

The power that comes from being in the company of other women has been taking me so deep within. My heart has been wise in leaning deeper into meeting myself in love. A deep soul love that connects me ever so deeply with the ancient wisdom that is contained and accessible by the scale of balance. Equality knows when to be still and in silence and to listen so deeply with the heart and be ‘it’ by following the divine breadcrumbs that show up due to this practice of creating balance in the name of love.

Compassion, forgiveness and boundaries may be called for.

Knowing what to think, say, be or do with the surrender of not even knowing the where what, or how is when harmony can be felt.

Chaos can be present too.

Then I ask, “where is love?”.

By simply having faith that my heart and my soul know the way. That is the answer when I trust that this heart knows.
I’m experiencing so many synchronicities and having experiences that I am calling in nearer to me so I can express and be who I am.
Albeit some of these experiences are new to me and some feel like an amplification of what I’ve felt and experienced before at a volume of love that it’s calling me to show up like never before.
Spirit is making itself known at every turn to show me, that we are thicker than blood although it’s not of form.
The paradox is also me, it’s you, it’s everything and nothing.

The biggest revelation is the constant reminder to continually come back to this heart for as long as it beats.

A Soul love that connects with the Earth, the stars and all space, timelines and dimensions. That breathes through every breath. That continues on long after the last breath and then into the next as the inhale is reclaimed in a new form.

That breath that is mine, is yours too. It is the very breath that blows in the wind.

A soul love that transcends through vibrations of feeling and seeing the other as the beloved that is within.

Observing the monkey mind that seeks to create separation as my heart strings play an orchestral song and say no more. It whispers softly within these echo chambers that We unite. Sway and dance we might but I will sing and rejoice and keep remembering the love that is the strongest of all. That doesn’t divide or keep me separate from the whole. Even if this is calling me to wade through an ocean of tears, whether they be mine, friend or foe, they are all tears from the waters of the wombs that held us.
It simply asks that I return to love and come home to the true source of the divine that resides in the light of this being.

The being that is of all that be.

This being breathes in life from the trees. It calls me to see beneath the depths of the soil where the worms writhe through the decay, returning to the inward gaze, to see beyond the haze, to traverse many a maze. A labyrinth of intricate and confusing arrangements. A complex structure, just like the inner ear with organs of hearing and balance. A bony labyrinth filled with fluid and lined with sensitive membranes. As we remember the forgetting. This vessel asking for me to be kind, gentle, purposeful and loving as such to maintain the equilibrium of the sacred waters that shimmer rainbow fractals of light into every facet of being.

I do not deny the darkness, I bring the light to it just as the sun does to the fading night sky.

Love is the way and to feel it is to heal it.

To be in joy, harmony and peace.

By Melanie Jane Hughes