October Affecting

Everything is connected.

Love is achieved throughout all of our lives. Oh what love.

It does not come to us in one time stopping finite moment, it is everywhere, in everything. Love is always. You can find it in nature, in books, in them, in you.

When you find the parts of you that were misplaced upon your placement here, that is love.
Who shows this to you is love.

 Love is about ourselves, for love is the discovery of the connections that exist all around us. Everything is connected, oh what love.

We find love in places, in things, we find love in people. We can have love for anything upon learning how or why it is a part of us.

Relationships exist with or without love.
And love can happen before you are ready, it almost always will.

We can fall into love. We can try to fall out of it.

But love is a connection.

It existed before I noticed.
It happened  before we met.

It was and always has been because everything is connected and time is irrelevant when it comes to the quantity of everything. oh what love.

And we do not have to be intimate to experience love, for intimacy can exist whether or not a connection is acknowledged, or ever brought to the surface.

There is hate, the denial of being apart of it all, not knowing the oneness of our sprawl.
There is hurt because hate wants to take it away. Oh that pain.


But love is the most powerful.

Because everything is connected.

Love is enlightenment.

Oh what love.