Sunday, October 19, 2025

Protection from Bliss

During the separation from Spirit

Before our human births in the womb

Imagine a rose gold coil being placed

Within our original cells

To create a fortress around us embryos

To protect us so very carefully so

That we would live and grow

Into healthy human beings

Even though this process also

Separated us from Source

Divine Love Intelligence


We unborn babies then forgot about this Oneness

While learning to grow into our best human selves

Only now can we see more clearly what happened:

The coil filled up our cells and infused us with energy

Performing the job of protecting and guarding

So amazingly well but also sealed off

Intimate knowledge about how Divine Love has

Always dwelled within us

Love is us

We are not singular without Love

Even if we have not known

About this truth until right now


Countless safeguards lived within and around us

Layers upon layers built up over

So many years, keeping us from knowing

For so long what we know now


That we can now relax our search because

Grace resides in us

Grace is us and 

We are Grace

All one all along


Few of us have truly understood this fabulous news

Until something or someone guides us

Cautiously, tenderly, and affectionately

Persuading us to dive deep down into the muck

The murky waters, the dirt of life

We wonder, why did this wisdom take so long?


We did all the right things to be safe and protected

(although some mistakes were made)

Learning also engendered suffering

Despairingly and continuously over time

An internal agony

Wondering why we couldn’t figure all this out

Ourselves

Before now?


Maybe because we cannot figure out

Such sacred matters with just our human brains

We had clouds in our eyes all these years

We could not see clearly for oh so long

This fog often lived within us 

And now we know that


Love just is

Right under our noses

In our noses and in all of our parts

All of this time

Always present

Always persistent


Finally, the ecstasy of this precious news has arrived

Suggesting that we no longer need to work so very hard

To improve, to correct, to love better

Because we already have

We already do

We always did


Perhaps we can laugh about this cruel joke

That has taken us all these years to

Finally experience so fluidly

Or not


Only in play and with Love

Can we see and hear

Touch, smell and taste

This new news

That has always been here just waiting

For us to perceive and grasp

Not just temporarily or fleetingly


We now comprehend the ironies and paradoxes of

The Human and Divine relationship

After all, we are perfectly and divinely human

No longer needing protection from bliss

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