Love waits for me behind the door
Welcoming, inviting me into Her warm embrace.
She is always there
Chanting silently “Choose me, choose me.”
She will wait. With patience and understanding
She will wait while I decide.
Will I choose love?
How can I possibly find my way to Her
Through mine fields of fear, disempowerment
Wounds and expectations?
It seems difficult but all at once becomes clear.
She is there–shining, glowing, warm, radiant;
Offering joy, peace, connection.
I begin with the choosing.
I choose Love.
One pace at a time
I walk toward Her,
Feeling Love’s heat
Enter again into my heart.
With each step forward
She expands into my being,
Awakening and warming every cell.
Tears of release flow gently down;
There goes my anger and then my fear.
Hot streams of pain and pride
Wash over my face.
I keep walking, moving in to Her.
Looking up, realizing how close
To Her full beautiful presence
I have come.
My heart is soft, pliable.
Opening up fully to Her.
I reach my hand to touch Her
Feeling her arms gently open to me.
A warm and deep embrace.
I open my eyes to look again–
Her form is gone.
Yet, I feel her so completely in my entire being.
She is with me still–as ME.
We are ONE, Love and I.
United–joined in Grace.
I am relaxed now, eased into myself.
My heartbeat speaks the language of Her…
We are one now–
Love and I.
I AM LOVE.
~ Jackie L. Robinson, February 16, 2011
*Originally posted under “Love Whispers to Me” 2.17.11. While reading back in some of my journals recently, this piece really struck me. Much has been healed over the last year and a half, and yet, I can still feel the power of the choice to merge with love.