The Power of Love

As I showered this morning there were threads of writings that came over me with the sole purpose of writing about an open heart and the power of love. The manifestations that it has in my life today. Sunday was such a rich day and it couldn't be complete without my family. The connection that we have as women, sisters, mom, daughter, friends are boundless and so powerful.
One of my great blockages was carrying and being imprisoned by my own mind over the event and experience of being raped at an early age. The man that held a knife to my face and threatened me with it silenced my voice for a long time. So i carried his energy and walked around life sneaking and hiding because if anyone found out who i was they would certainly exclude and throw me out. The result of this was that I excluded myself from life and wherever I went without really understanding how this happened and how i kept repeating this rape over and over in all areas of my life.
I realized this morning that only the love seeking me has finally entered my life for good. I could of never done it alone and for this my gratitude grows each day just like every plant in my garden. AS long as I rise and sing the beauty as I water it, the soil is rich and abundant. I no longer carry my uncle's energy with me and that event teaches today to honor the most sacred gift within me, my energy, my essence, my body. An essence of pure love.

Somewhere yesterday the thought of going to church with my mother emerged and I told my sister: "Hey! lets all go to church with mom who persistenly attends every Sunday morning and brings my little niece with her to be sorrounded by the power of community and joy as they all opened service with songs and teachings and prayer. I stood there present allowing this joy and unity to permeate within me and all of a sudden the judgments were gone and it didn't matter if I was christian or buddhist or whatever I was participating in the most profound gathering on Sunday morning with my family. It is my mother's dream to see us this way so as I gift and honor to her I can show up not only for myself but for her and this woman who besides being my mother represents all the mothers in my lineage.

So with this open heart I move through life like the river flows and nurtures all, as fluid and gentle an open heart can be. The more I grow my roots into this Earth, the more i give effortlessly and as a woman envision and dream a world full of harmony and joy, creating each day and sharing the beauty that we all are. If the heart is open there are no cravings, no need to manipulate and seek through an empty well. There is no need to cling to you for love, it is flowing all around through the winds and rivers and art and dance and cooking and laughter and planting and singing, it is infinite, boundless, prospering.