If only you could see yourself the way that I see you. Sparkles of light, expanding and playful, seeking to weave with others in a way that is authentic and meaningful.
If only you would step out of the illusion and into the dream with me, together we’d discover that there’s far more to life than meets the eye.
If only you felt the same potential in yourself that I feel. You’d notice an energy that is brilliant, playful, true and unique. Nothing is missing. You are whole.
You walk in a garden of possibility, beloved. Should joy periodically elude you on this journey, imagine what you’d see if you looked through my eyes, if you loved with the capacity of my heart, if you honored your path as sacred, as I do.
The Divine seeks expression through you. Will you limit it or give it free rein to explore the nuances of your way of being? This is the dance of awakening, dear one. You are loved beyond measure.