love

What is love----

Lov is when ur shining the most u can for everyone to see--- love opens love- it's a jacuzzi to jump into---- it's hope meaning, and  connection

Some of my answers, I wanted to share with u as they were totally written without the lovin of u I have shared or share, but as a coach..

Lov is reflected, it's humble, it's the beautitides, come to life, blessed are the poor in spirit. In all religions, couldn't this mean not a conquest to achieve and then move on to the next achievement or a amiba that can't even obtain enough, it's a reflection of the moment of the spirit, the heart and when we are poor in it, we open to more, to more light, to more laughter, to love ----

KMG

When u offer compassion and give it to your self isn't it an acknowledgement that god lobes u enough to receive compassion for urself and then therefore u become compassion, an example of it shining in this world and u become the gift to this world in sharing in god.

KMG

poem

How I feel the energy of the temple if I go there, 

‎I wait in silence and time flows like the river

Somewhere along it's journey it catches emotion and I sparkle into grateful...a cry that shines  as it opens my heart to the light of love---

I want only that journey, any river, 

The river of love, adventure, giving, service. 

Makes a strong boat filled with peace in emptyness

It floats

 as its filled with life everlasting----

poem

I soften and walk to the sunrise

I write a feeling and I am not sure if I'm directing my heart, holding on or letting go

My mind is too much in play to be listening and I yearn to listen

In that sense I'm nesting, and I am ready to fly in the sunrise on the southern beaches.....

In a way the release is on my knee

Raising my heart and head to the sunrise and

Saying take me home......

And in my own self, my own body,. In a timeless time an expanse including everything I am

Safe and loved and comforted and enough!!!!

-k

Quote

By Kalidasa

Even the man who is happy
          glimpses something
          or a hair of sound touches him

          and his heart overflows with a longing
                    he does not recognize

then it must be that he is remembering
          in a place out of reach
          shapes he has loved

          in a life before this

          the print of them still there in him waiting

Poem

‎The sunrise roadside callas me to praise love this morning

In church yesterday all the traditions spoke

Moslem 

Hindi

Buddhist

Jewish

And they all spoke about what we are all seekin, god through love, Jesus already sacrificed so we can know it exists, is the sufferings Christ experienced on earth where he says "why can't you hear my message" what some sacrifice in being Jesus on earth,. Are some of us the Crucifixion who sacrifice as if Jesus wanted them to feel the pain he felt and are some of us those who must die on the cross in order to live.....

Maybe we are the trinity of it all, and in love, we live it all in light

TODAY

I am here,. Fresh air from the morning due wets me and I ‎breathe in life from a pond a river a breeze of something that already was and I realize I will be again

What happens now is a snip in time, a chance to be my most authentic self, my chance to be me!