now

"the world exists only when we think about it.
creation stories are for children.
in reality, the world is created every moment (now)" Jean Klein

mystery
of love
at play

nothing serious,
if you want to leave the party, go

rest for a while

you can never leave the play land

cookie dough you are,
made of the same stuff
as everything else

there is nothing else

no body home,
just pure love

whirling around
(as "snow flakes")
used to be "Atlantic Ocean"
hah!
isn't that funny?
and you say you feel "stuck"!

just hold on for the ride, brother!

that's a hilarious idea,
that you are stuck
in something where change
is the only constant! :-))

love
at play,
honey!

you are not
what you thought up
you were

you, too,
are Atlantic Ocean,
salt,
salmon,
my skirt,
my blood,
the only Love there is
and ALL of It

welcome Home, Love,
welcome
Home

Now