Agreed

I couldn’t love you until I learned to love myself.

We agreed to this morass. We entered into the glom blinded, conflicted, convoluted, confused. We agreed to this stance with an eagle’s eye view to the long game believing we could go the distance, hold the tensions of separation, use the codependency platform to ensure a quagmire of challenges, to incubate change, clear karma once and for all Lifes that came before. Breaking hearts, mostly our own, to get the job done.

I agreed to be shackled
I agreed to be blinded
I agreed to the challenges inherent in life in this gravity of Time and Space
I agreed to marry him
I agreed to these lessons
I agreed to be misunderstood by you
I agreed to be misjudged
I agreed to separation within separation

I have no regrets. Just because I have no regrets doesn’t mean that my heart isn’t broken open, a seething wound of healing, an open sore pulsating with all the eons of lies and misconfigurations, a steaming pile of shit-stench rising, clearing, cleansing, releasing. This is the lesser known underside of LoveMoreThanLove. This is the Love grown out of the compost of the transmuted transmuted. This is where the raw, roiling organic energies wriggle and writhe in Becoming. Where the decay and the miracle meet. Where WhatOnceWas becomes the prima materia of NOW where all the components meet, buzz, thrum into a Life co-mingled with the Sun Energy Divinity. Pay attention to the observation that is Love, Love Undone to Become Your Love, My Love, Our Love, the Love unified in a Field we dreamed of millennia ago and longer ago than that.

You are your own Light
You are your own Dream
You are your own Configuration
You are your own Wisdom

We are not lost to one another. We are not gone from the Heart of Who We Are, have always been. It just seems that way from this vantage point, this fractal, this turn, this spin, this momentary trajectory in Time. We are not victims of Time, this construct we agreed to be blinded by for a Purpose, a Mission, a Reason greater than our personality selfs can see or know until we rise from the stinking pile of shit that is the human condition confined by the parameters of codependency and Mothyrdom.

Now

I honor you in the Love of the Oneness that we are
I honor you in the respect of the One that we are
I honor you in the trajectory of your personal quest to transcend your individual karma in this Time and Space
I honor you in your sorrow, sadness, blindedness
I hold you ever strong, ever wise, ever brave in the Golden Liquid Light that is our Eternal connection to the Love that we are One of
I hold you so tender in the Highest Vibration of Golden Violet White Light Pinkened by the undulating, cavorting rhythms of Love in Love, Love of Love, Love surrounded by Love Love is Love (English words taken over by LightCode where words are too slow, too narrow, to restricted.)