Have you ever watched a fire closely?
When it’s blazing, what do you see?
Does it show you a reflection of what’s inside you?
There is something about fire that tugs at my heart and brings forth my soul.
It invites a remembrance. It tells me a story.
In this story, we are more than what we can imagine with our human minds.
In this story, there is a love so big and so deep, much more than our human hearts can hold.
When I experienced a taste of it, it cracked my heart wide open. I cried like no other way I cried before, simply because it was almost too much to fathom. And I was left with a knowing that there is more. Much more. This is the love that heals us.
It is unconditional.
No ifs, no buts.
No rewards, no consequences.
No jumping through hoops, no performances.
It is pure.
Our existence is not random.
We are not an accident.
We are not a mistake.
This story is ancient.
This story is today.
This story is about you, of you, is you.
We are walking each other home.
You are walking yourself home.