We feel equal when we are one with the whole. We embrace fraternity when we are all one and the same.

Quieting our minds. Appeasing our hearts. We cannot know. Because otherwise, we would not wonder. We already know. We must remember.

We now all know. Let us never blame the messenger. Let us face our own destiny. Look at her in the eyes. And merge with her as one.

I am Love, illuminating my darkness, serving the Light, being here and now, being one with the whole.

Nothing like experiencing it to absorb it and learn the lesson.

You now understand why it had to be. You are working. In your own process. Welcome the teacher. And learn while you let God.

Poem: Stringiti A Me (Hold Me) by Gabriele D'Annunzio.

Trust your own self. Trust the universe. Be your own self. The time has come. To release, let go, dissolve, metamorphose, transcend,

We find ourselves within. In the sole refuge of our souls. Refuge that is sacred, unshakable, unphatomable. The light of our heart.