Regarding my own person with impersonal neutrality
loosens the constrictions of my personal self-judgment,
softens the hardness of my personal self-beliefs and self-concepts,
and releases life and consciousness from the recursive re-enactments of a self-manifesting self-repeating personal identity with a certain outcome:
opening up space for unconditional love, and
blessings the person didn’t imagine it could deserve,
and the freedom of the unwritten now.
For the light of impersonal neutrality reveals the self-judgment to be knots of self-identity that entangle the free flow of grace in the bottle-neck of the sense of unworthy smallness that comes from identity with the imperfection of the personal form.
It is the impersonal neutrality of formless presence that carries to the personal self the warmth of unconditional love which fully reveals the imperfections of the shape of the personal form as irrelevant and unnecessary complications in the face of the simplicity of love.
Where once the person judged itself to shape itself into a better form more worthy of love – in endless self-editing – that recursively entangled itself into knots of consciousness that liked clogged arteries could not bear the heart’s love into embodied presence.
Like the drinking glass thrown into the well, the psyches shape and strategies and designs that seek to somehow capture love, become meaningless as forms loses function in the light of the truth that we are the love the person seeks to craft itself to capture and to hold.
Drown in self-love.
Hold your self in your own loving awareness.
With compassion for the imperfections of your form,
soar into the unconditional and formless love that you are,
and let this love nourish your life and the lives you touch,
and let the countless blessings your self-destructive self-identity with smallness rejected and disowned,
rain down upon you,
like patient sun light out-waiting the shadows of your cloud,
like a swarm of undersea bubbles released from ageless weight,
let your self-love release the blessings bottlenecked by the cork of your smallness,
and let that self-love live through your absence like flowing grace and champagne.