All things point to love
All emotions
Every pain
Every challenge
Every suffering
Every hate
My anger yells
FUCK YOU!
I LOVE YOU!
- or -
FUCK YOU!
I LOVE ME!
My grief cries
noooooo
i love youuuu
- or -
noooooo
i love meeee
My fear screams
hey!
i love you!
- or -
hey!
i love me!
And my joy, she squeals
HOLY SHIT
I LOVE YOU
- or -
HOLY SHIT
I LOVE ME
Even my shame and my guilt say I love you
And yes, it’s messy love
It’s messy fucking love
We’re getting it wrong all the fucking time
And that’s okay
That’s truly okay
Because even the mess and the fuck-ups point to love
It’s all love
If we choose to see
It’s ALL love
If we CHOOSE to see
And if we choose to see
That it really is all love
All our anger
All our sadness
All our fear
All our hate
All our resistance
All our pain
If we CHOOSE to see
That it is aaaalllll love
Then it comes out that way
As an expression of love
It all says
I love you.
- and -
I love me.
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