Written by Maria Palumbo
Mother Mary came to me
Said my wretchedness is holy
Said the way I bleed and hunger and cry
I create a storm in an otherwise boring sky
And she tells me to stay this way.
Do not succumb to the pressure to be barely seen, heard, to speak so gentle the tiniest bird might out sing you.
In the supermarket.
Roar in the street.
Roar with every step I take.
For my love is brave, she says. I should be proud of what I can do with a heart. While she chose God. And that was an easy choice. But I have decided to fall in love with mankind. Now that is something.
To be brought to my knees and commit the most humbling acts of sheer love. Without knowing how it will land, where it will go. Putting the world deep inside me, and when I let it go, she is more alive than she was without me.
Mother Mary says desire in and of itself is holy.
That my innocence will never die. And they will only see in my who they truly are. So love deep and wide, but do not get caught up in it. Love pure and long, but never erase yourself for it.
Turn it up, or turn it off?
It’s all choice, right?
Do we walk into our fear, or do we hide from it?
Do we assist, knowing there are those who will do their best to stop us, or do we open our hearts and do so anyway?
If they tell you they won’t cause harm should you stuff your power, can they really be trusted?
The enemy can never be trusted.
We’ve got to face the facts …
It comes down to control.
And people want our president, the one who has exposed this crap, out of office. These F-ers need to be executed. No tax payer funding allowed for their defense. Line them up and eliminate their presence from our seen world. Pieces of shit!
Pisses me off they made so many people out to be “crazy”. Big pharma gained a crap ton of money from treating these ‘symptoms’. Bad bad people doing bad bad manipulative things to the unsuspecting, and also to those who know, from being cleared by Drs, many body symptoms (numbness, tingling, chest pain) were not anything to do with I’ll health, everything being found to be normal. I know, for I am one that went through extensive testing … cleared, perfect health. Bastards.
If you knew for absolute certain that every little thing you did today would later be scrutinized, literally moment by moment, by a future you, and future friends, as well as anyone else interested, and you’d all be looking for a number of qualities, especially patience, kindness, and love, during this game of games and test of tests called life, how might you treat the very next person you see after reading this Note?
~ The Universe
Written by Maria Palumbo, https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=300901216
Love is not:
A series of small kind acts
Polite warmth and conversation
Keeping a strong face
Lavish romantic gestures.
Being able to sit alone in the dark with another human. Know there is nothing you can do to fix a thing and instead just stay.
It is witnessing all of the things that come up when you cannot change your love’s reality. And instead of quelling your pain over their pain with being “helpful,” simply breathing with them instead.
Love is wanting to be as close as you can be to every inch of them, because you cannot help but desire everything they are.
Love is being able to have fun in any situation. Like get-you-kicked-out-for-enjoying-life-way-too-much-fun.
Love wants you sober. Not the life of the party. Love wants to look at you and trust you will be really there looking back.
Love doesn’t care too much about your job. Or your mantra. Or your guru. Or your hair. Love is not impressed by the things we are told to impress people with. Love just wants you naked and free from all those things.
Love is feeling them even when they are not there. It is remembering them regardless if they can remember themselves.
Love is showing up, even if you are not asked to.
Love is having an authentic response without cruelty and also no longer cushioning the truth.
Love is forgetting who you are and remembering it, all at once. The stuff that could hold you back about your past, can’t work here anymore. It is both terrifying to feel the shift in your identity and also liberating.
Love is noticing where you both are lying. And calling eachother out.
It means the illusions of brokenness are shattered. Love expects you powerful. And treats you so.
Love knows you are not perfect. Love wants you especially when you are raw and undone.
Love is a series of seeing the other. The shadow and the light. It is tenderness and truth with these parts, at the right time.
Love is wanting to know where they came from, how they got here, where they are going. Interested in the person behind each trigger or moment of peace.
Love is endlessly curious. Never satiated with the knowledge of what makes someone tic.
Love is being able to laugh hard. Truly finding the absurd humor in most things— for the weight of love is light.
Love takes hundred percent responsibility for causing hurt, without becoming a martyr. In love each issue is resolved with all taking full ownership of hurts or confusion.
Love is feeling completely unprepared by the depth of what is shared. Feeling like a child. Acting like one sometimes. And proceeding forward anyway.
Love will show up when all else have abandoned you. They will not know what to do only that they love you.
Love is risking reputation, importance, and even the relationship itself, to fully adore the human in front of you and the being of your own soul.
Love is freaking out. Or staying calm. And loving just the same.
Love wants what is truly the most powerful mind blowing heart connecting relationship for you. Regardless if it involves them or not.
Love is saying the thing others won’t say. It is speaking up and creating relationship through each word shared.
Love doesn’t die or go away. No matter how much weight they gain or lose, how moody they are, how healthy or unhealthy. Somehow the flame of love keeps burning bright through every storm.
True love is a secret to all except children, the old and dying, and the mystics. The wise never truly know how deep their love can go, and spend their lives finding out.