All My Love...

I always say this story isn’t mine… and tonight is the perfect example.

This story…. it’s not even close to mine. Because (just pause).

I live in a world with such goodness that I can hardly breathe. I am with friends whose kindness is beyond.

Being grateful for friendship like this - it’s like saying thank you for the stars. 

Not even close to enough. 

It’s life changing. And in all the events of my life - this is the one. 

Yes. This is the one.

Cause who knew that self healing doesn’t come from the self at all. 

Because tonight I realize... it’s recognizing the goodness all around you. The unconditional, amazing love pouring into your life - that’s the healing. 

Do you know what that conduit actually feels like?

I do. 

It’s chills and tears. It’s a lump swelling within your throat. It’s waves of pins and needles in your belly... an ebb and flow pattern in your mind. It’s an overwhelming warmth in your heart that may just burst. 

It touches you like a miracle. It holds you and moves you and breathes you into existence - cause when all you felt was loss, and all you knew was grief...

They were planting seeds for a paradise you couldn’t see in your wildest dreams. 

And when you woke. 

When you believed. 

You stepped into this infinite space of infinite goodness. 

Something you didn’t imagine you could feel here. 

And yet. 

Yet. 

These friends, these angels, never let you go. 

And when you let yourself feel it. You realize life will never be the same. 

AMEN.