I like to speak about love. What it's not is what we think it is or could be. What it is is right here but cannot be described, it's the unconditional love reality of not misunderstanding—and fundamentally understanding the grave importance in knowing experientially the painful rage and confusion of solidity in thoughts, feelings, emotions and experiences to make up an individual someone.. some one who acts out based on these assumptions, thus bringing vast consequences of a lifetime of messed up relationships...namely with oneself. It's a big uh oh.
Rest deeply and the truth reveals itself.
What a gift. Pure pleasure.