, the shell is breaking and through the membrane the world is fuzzy though full of anticipation, all the excitement of a child being let run in the park. Th grass and the trees and the slides and swings everything looks so big and new. the life inside is divine and everything shines with the light of realization and understanding, i am not here doing anything, the divine is playing and i am the instrument of divine in every aspect, in every thought word action moment, i live through the divines expression, not through mine. the world is turned right side up and returned to its true place, the playground for the eternal one, the creation and playground of the loving mother for herself and all her loving children. for those without love, they see only themselves, surrounded by forces they cannot control but must try desperately to. They suffer forever the fears and pain of not knowing they are being forever held in the loving arms of the supreme. It is only the surrender of their fears that is necessary and all is done, they would drop their miserable mantle of tears and instead have unending joy for the rest of their days. Perhaps the world is not different and i am the deluded one, but in this heart beats the mothers truth and all her love and no human heart could withstand such pressure for surely i would burst, so it is her in me and not i, there is only the instant of recognition that needs allow everyone to lay down their pain and pick up the child within. all is in the mothers heart and none will ever be left behind.
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