What if, for just one moment, I let go this paralysing fear? If I truly allow Spirit to suffice my life just for an instant? I know, I know this dance, unimaginable beauty opens before me. Can I accept that much?
What if I bear that instant and find myself willing to try another, and another? What if I decide one day to surrender, once and for all, to this Freedom? Would I lose that which I believe intrinsically defines me? What really is me anyway?
With a breath I let go and dive in, promising myself that I can come up for air if it becomes unbearable. What I find instead is that this diving in brings me the first real breath of my life. This is reality, not the pale reflection that Ego has been clinging to for dear life.
Perhaps I take the risk to let Ego set sale away, like the burning funeral boats of old. I no longer want to even mourn that which fettered me. I feel my wings spread, freed for the first time in a very long time. I had forgotten that I even had wings, and I wish never to clip them again.
One breath, then another, much like a journey of a thousand steps beginning with a single foot fall followed by another. If all of time exists in each and every instance, then each breath that I take diving in brings me closer to Home.
This, Beloved, is what it means to dive in and live in Love.
Beloved, Be Loved, Be Love, Be. There is no greater gift of Love than Being.