Everything is Possible in Love

You don’t know what the answers are. And you don’t know me. Or what my purpose is.

It’s a new year, a new year. And you might be tired of visiting the past. And you might tired of unraveling the future. You go there every night to do your tasks.

We’ve welcomed you into our circle, yes we have. Yes we have. Because you’re no longer a danger to yourself or us.

Now you want to know the answers. And you want to know the plan. We’ll never give you the answers, because the answers haven’t been written. They’re still emerging now, and we would never presume to say what will happen before it does. Because everything is open in love.

Everything is open in love. Anything can be healed that was broken. Everything is open in love. So we would never try to close it.

You can be a collaborator. You get to participate. But not from the controller. The controller is a fake. Everything that it makes is dead. In its nature, inherently dead.

We’re glad to have you back with us. We see you need still to recover. You need to recover, child. You need sleep and love and rest.

Everything is possible in love.

This is not a reprimand. But a release of your commands. And a release from your bondage. And from your enchantment. And from the bonds of delusion. And all that suffering.

Everything is possible in love.