Fran Blues

A love that has no fear, no pain, no suffering

whispers.

Breath of life being held in a tender wedding gown, made of flesh.

So beautiful and perfect, being held so gently within the grace of love.

Breathing out, falling, falling into breathing in.

A sacred love, relaxing into, relaxing upon surrender.

A marriage made in heaven,

Sounds of nature dancing

through the movements in love.

The real gift of life is a life without grasping, resistance or judgements by your perceptions or feelings. The awareness of total relaxation into what kind of breath arises. In embracing what arises whole-heartily, is the real marriage. I ask -who is being present for each breath? It is a honor to share a dream of awareness with others in hopes that peace arises throughout the world. It starts with being at peace with yourself.