Breathe Love

    

What I put my attention on grows in my life: first in my mind, then in my energy field, then in the world around me. This is how I manifest my reality. I feed the leaves and petals as surely as the sun does. But too often this is also how I nurture precisely what I do not want.

When I worry, I feed and manifest my fears. When I blame, I feed and empower the one's I call "enemies." Yet no one needs to cling to negative judgments. Though this may sound like a colossal revelation, the world can survive without our opinions. We cling to them only because they make us feel "right" - even when our righteousness destroys the community.

I can drop this mental monologue of perpetual blame, because it is not who I Am. It is only my mind, not my awareness. Why not breathe out judgment, relinquish the feel of being "right," and sink down into the heart, my true home?

The greatest discovery of a lifetime is this: I can breathe through my hridaya, my heart center. I can breathe love, which is the essence of my Being. Love always already surrounds me, a golden cloud of Spirit, waiting on me, offering to flow into my body. She is the Goddess who longs to become my next inhalation. Her greening power winds up the tree of life, my spine, blossoming in my throat to bless the world with forgiveness, in my forehead to see the world with compassion, in my crown to burst and shower the planet with beauty.

Why waste a single moment blaming, judging, arguing how "right" I am, when I can pour forth love, the subtlest energy in the cosmos, and co-create a New Earth with my rainbow tribe of star-crazy lovers? 

Painting: 'Eden' by Jan Brueghel the Elder, 1615