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Ramblings about life . . .

What I share about my life is simply to help reinforce the understanding that it is possible to live with love and laughter, in between the tough times.

Life is what we make of it, no matter how harrowing. We accept and embody this with-in ourselves, thereby allowing the energy to manifest outwardly in our reality.

It starts with each one of us as an individual to form the collective consciousness.

Be the dream.

We honour the light and the life within you.

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Friday, 18 May 2012

The desire to be loved

Our desire to be loved stems from our separation from ourselves. 

We are not looking for that one true love that is a man or woman who will complete us. Deep down the desire to be loved is the pulsing need to return to ourselves.

We all feel so cut off. We look for answers outside of ourselves by finding that perfect man or woman who will make us feel good about ourselves.

Until we find and connect to our true selves…we will constantly be searching.

There is nothing wrong with it…everything is perfect.

But it does help to understand that this deep seated soul desire is in fact nothing more than a small spark left behind so that we don’t completely forget who we truly are. This small spark within us is a memory that pushes and drives us to find that one true love. It has been distorted by our experiences and emotions and as a result we expect to find it outside of ourselves, when in fact it is actually within.

We are the ones we have been searching for…no-one out there will complete us, but ourselves.

The love affair of the ages is unfolding as each of us is finding that we are our one true love. Many of us are realising that our love affair with ourselves is far more important than any other person…everything else is simply icing on the cake.

As I was thinking this Shania Twain’s song When came on.

I thought the lyrics very poignant.

‘When will I wake up?
Why did we break up?
When will we make up?’

This song we are singing to ourselves…and over the years all the crooners and ballads sung have responded to the pulse from within.

The time is nigh that we return to ourselves and become one with all our multidimensional selves and aspects. 

The searching is nearing its end.

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