There seems to be this all pervading peace that’s not coming from understanding, knowing or any position of any kind.
It’s unborn… it’s from nothing and is nothing
It’s absolutely full… full of love
A love that isn’t known or felt or held onto in anyway
It just simply is.
Love was always everything
This love is totally empty
Empty of meaning and value
It can’t be earned or taken away
It was always fully available
There’s no need to understand these words