Soren Dreier ~ Love ~Or We Might Just Crumble [1]

Sometimes we have sparrows singing in our chests. Sometimes we have the cold raw sound of crows stealing the serenity of a new day.

Sometimes we cherish ourselves and find the strength to carry on, in spite of the hollowness that seems so prevalent in these end of days. We pull together and find the cracks where the light gets in. Sometimes that pull requires all our strength. If we can’t gather that, we crumble.

We tend to forget ourselves, don’t honor ourselves, eyes can’t catch the beauty anymore and we move into a darker space. We curse the Matrix, we curse our past, we perceive everything mundane as a pile of shit, we go very dark.

Clichés cast aside, we need The Love.

We forget to receive. We have to receive. There has to be a balance. No soul in this world is an island, well maybe we all are, but if we are, islands are connected through water.

Someone said to me the other day: “I feel like entering in a relationship will contradict my spiritual work, which I’m here to do, but sometimes I get so lonely.”

I don’t always get it, since I don’t subscribe to the decision making in this world that is either this or that. It is often both.

Maybe we fabricate opposites to keep ourselves safe against love and intimacy.

It depends on where we’re coming from. We may have a history of betrayal, getting tricked, getting left behind. Maybe it was done to us, maybe we did it. But it’s history and we can’t let that define our further choices. It’s a loveless dead end street and we cannot prevail in such a place.

A lot of us are a bit weird.

We know there’s a matrix, we know a lot folks don’t know. And I’m not being elitist here – I really just think I’m stating the obvious: there still aren’t that many out there we can resonate with in understanding where we collectively are in time and space right now.

It limits the options, doesn’t it?

And then we set out to find other ways to find love….

We know there’s a lot of love out there still. The collective love vibe is picking up tremendous speed and the frequency is high. That’s really something. That’s really revolutionary. That is the clue in which we’re connected, It’s the water between the Isles. From muddy boots to shiny shoes: it impacts.

We need that fuel since we’re  pilgrims to this world. Sometimes our hearts sings: “And I can’t stay alone tonight”, when it does, when it calls it seems like that high altitude metaphysical love doesn’t cut it anymore.

We need: In the Flesh.

We need it to manifest in the physical. We need the touch. We need eyes to disappear in. We need warm healing fingers up our spine. We need to hear a breathing beside us.
We need the boost in that. We need the charging in that. Or we will crumble and we can’t afford to crumble.

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