I dream in love.

I dream in love.

Love is what I dream of.
As I dream, there is love.
Love is all there is.

How many times have I been here? How many times have I forgotten and remembered?

How many times have I loved you? Just the once you say, because One is all there is.

Lately, I have been switching between two “realities”– the 3D egoistic “reality” that my conscious mind is familiar with and that other blissful place in my mind and heart, in which expansion, ascension, perfection, and the purest love are not just possible, but real beyond imagining. Can they both exist together? My “rational” mind pulls me from bliss, saying, “That’s just your imagination. Not real. It’s just in your head.” But the divinity within quietly insists, anything but love is illusion.

I look back on the blanks in my memory of childhood, presumably hours spent zoned out in front of the tv, and wonder where I went. (Telos.) Did I spent those moments in bliss, so deep in my mind I flew home? (Telos.) Did my ego block those moments, enlisting every effort to keep me here, bound in the 3-D world full of violence, anger, pain, and sorrow? Did I abandon myself to my ego, in an attempt to fit in here?

Really, it doesn’t matter here. It doesn’t matter what I did or didn’t experience. What matters is the love I feel in this moment, now. What matters is the feeling of rightness, the sense of belonging, of growing, of being real. Everything else fades in the brilliance of this truth:

Everything is as it should be, because that is what you chose.

So take a moment to choose what you really want. What I really want is an ever more perfect experience of love. So I ask the Angels and Ascended Masters, I ask those beings who love me, to show me even more love, to craft even more perfect experiences of love. I’m willing to let go of everything else. Really and truly.

I’ll see you soon.