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as above, so below

Admit something: Everyone you see, you say to them, “Love me.” Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise Someone would call the cops. Still, though, think about this, this great pull in us to connect. Why not become the one who lives with a Full moon in each eye that is always saying, With that sweet moon language, what every other eye in This world is dying to hear?



there is no full moon tonight,

just a new year turning.

but, as a new decade begins

i don't know much to be true

beyond this.

we are all longing

and desperate

and crazy for love.

i was reminded of this

poem in an On Being podcast

and it always rings true.

this kitten purring on my lap

"love me love me love me"

the children rushing in with lego

a drawing or a kickflip

"love me love me love me"

lying side by side in bed

"love me love me love me"

oh to be seen,

beheld with love.

be held with love.

hafiz placed love

in the eye of the


and we can't go

back and un-wound

the wounds.

and there is no

fixing what must

be healed.

but patience,


gentle care,

hard work,

loving intention.

the slow steps

of awareness.

the constant work

of self-love and


the touch of a friend,

noticing one another.

noticing the moment

as it happens.

the ice as it slowly heaves

a weary sigh.

that expression crossing

their face.

the snow in constant motion.

and wondering,

at the mystery of it all.

how the body breaks

and heals.

how joy alights in

pure presence.

how people go on

beyond what

they can bear.

so let's be gentle,

as always.

and stronger than

we think we


and choose love

in each moment.

this tender earth

every random encounter

our precious selves

the Holy Other

the present here & now

"love me"

"love me"

"love me"

we all cry.

from my heart,

to yours

and from the Love


i love you.

you are loved.

you are beheld.

you are beloved.

as above,

so below.

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