REMEMBER THE FRUIT OF THE ROSE

This is an excerpt from the 30 Days of Self Love experience happening over on the New Energy  Creator Patreon page. Sar'h says there are certain keys to unlock conscious creativity - self-love, operating beyond duality, and using gravity in your creative favor. The series focused on the first. Thanks everyone who has joined us for the ride as we finish up the last five days. The next series will focus on "The Creation Senses: Moving Beyond the Senses of Perception." Anyone is welcome to join our Patreon community at anytime. We're having some excellent discussions over there in a safe, private space. Here's Day 25...P.S. It's not been all love and light - promise....

For me, the journey of self-love or perceiving myself and my surroundings through the lens of love has been all about getting to know myself. I do not experience self-love as being about 'loving' your imperfect body or personality traits; it is so much deeper than that, as you are aware. 

When you are in the deep end of awareness, when you find you are bathing in the self-love sense, what your body looks like, your human personality, your relationships, your bank account all seem like tiny details in the GRANDNESS of your being. It's all a distraction from the space of wholeness.

In my experience, I did not discover my own grandness until I had the courage to get to know myself. Not just my human self, but all of the planets, stars, and dark matter that make up the universe of me. 

I'd like to think there's plenty left to explore because I don't want to leave this experience. Ever. It feels way too fantastic. Should I run out of universe to explore, I will create another just to keep this energetic orgasm flowing. 

The orgasmic experience, for me, lies in the sweetness of experiencing wholeness, in sensing the completeness of my being. It is remembering the FRUIT OF THE ROSE - which can not be described in words, only experience sensually.
It's not that I had to summon the courage to explore the depths of SELF. I didn't need will power to have the audacity to get to know all of mySELF. It came from a place of deep passion, an innate desire of the soul to experience self-love in its most expanded state. 

I cleared my path to completeness through the song of self-awareness, with staccato notes of  revelations and realizations, that my human self followed when there was nothing left to guide us.

Once I caught the bug - once the pilot light of passion for SELF was lit - nothing else mattered. I became singularly focused on SELF. I began to desire my own essence more than I ever longed for another person. It was strange to witness the internal shift. Being with another person was nice for a time. Yet, it pales in comparison to the sense of union I am experiencing now within me.

This sense of love, of union, of awareness, is GRANDER than anything I've ever experienced in my lifetimes on this planet, maybe anywhere else in all of creation.

Robert Frost said "Earth's the right place for love; I don't know where it's likely to go better." I've read that line a million times in my life. It is from my favorite poem, "Swinger of Birches." I couldn't comprehend it until now, yet as a teenager, I knew the poem held the secrets of the universe within its words.

Now these are just words backed up by senses, filled with passion, the scent of the rose placed between each sentence. Sar'h sings the notes of love in my ears. Perhaps you hear it too?  Perhaps you too can feel the passion ignited within yourSELF - a fire that's been burning for ages. 

"I'd like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth's the right place for love:
I don't know where it's likely to go better.
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches."

Full poem can be found here: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/44260