February 12, 2009 @ 6:10am

As God's beloved, I know it is possible for all of humanity to live in harmony. Our God is the same God, yesterday, today, and forever, and we all have the privilege of accepting our lover's invitation to love (affirmation from www.scienceofmind.com).
World peace is the theme of today's affirmation. I don't watch the news that much because it's so hard to see all the depressing stuff that happens but what I have been able to witness is a sharp decline in the violence around the world. This decrease in the need for people to fight against one another has to be sign that human beings can get along. Also, the passing of the bailout was an indication of politicians getting along or at least trying to give something to the American people and not playing unnecessary partisan games.
This invitation to love is powerful and all encompassing but why as a people we don't want the simplicity of doing what is right or what is good for us. In our search for satisfaction or what we feel is satisfaction, the underlying desire has to be rooted in love for this is where we know that peace and joy resides. There is something that Iyanla Vanzant once said, it would only take a few words to provide a person with the answers for a good life but because we have this brain that we are dead set on using, we have this need for things to be more complicated, so she said that is why she has to write book after book after book after book.
What is it about love that has me jockeying for the attention of people who have no inclination towards love? And why do I waste my time when the writing is on the wall when I first meet people? And what is it in me that feels the need to ressurect love in others while neglecting my own self love? I wonder sometimes if it is easier to not search to not try to not do much of anything because it seems the less I do, the more the universe brings forth. The more I tend to the now, the more enriched my life feels and less dependent I am on the action of others, the more peace I feel. Maybe love is not an invitation but a settling back into our true selves.
With each day I feel this amazing draw towards nature and I can't wait until spring comes so I can garden, so I can eat a piece of fruit or vegetable that I cultivate over time. I'm excited about putting my hands in the dirt, digging, pulling weeds and sweating. I love being out in the sun, I love to look at different colors of food growing, sprouting and coming into being. It's all matter. This agrarian side of me is definitely from my parents, both of whom had connection to the south and lived in country environs. I miss the days when we went down south in the summer, of course I hated it back then but now I look back with nostalgia and realized I missed out but there are memories that stick with me. I loved swinging on the porch, this was my favorite activity and I often say to myself when I buy a house I want a swing on the porch. i want to look up at the moon or just listen to the sounds of the night.
It's funny how scared I've been of night but only inside of houses and not when I was outside or when I went camping. Night time outdoors was never scary, in fact it was comforting and I loved it. It's the quiet, it's the irregular noises, scents and energy pulsations. The night has a different mood, a yearning of similarity. It's that same yearning we have during the day but is found naturally at night. The truth is the more and more and more I think about it, I just want to live simply, with simple tasks and simple things. The hustle and bustle of every day life feels unattractive to me. I used to chase it like a intelligent roach, hoping to beat it but never did. I want to have time to remember to tell my children that I love them everyday and not when I discover time or realize it's been a while. I want to hug people more, I want to sit and listen. I want to feel the changes my body is under going because it's changing every day. I want to befriend the sun, trees, animals, air, neighbors, plants and all there is.
Maybe life is about an invitation but not the kind that comes from outside ourselves, maybe love is simply an invitation to return to the self, the true self, the innocent self, the child self, the newborn self, the self of our youth, the confident self, the free spirited self, the easy going self, the adventurous self, the wild self, the dancing self, the singing self, the creative self, the laughing self, the watermelon eating self, the kool-aid drinking self, the self of the self, the honest self, the peaceful self, the joy filled self, the harmonious self or just the self. This newfound freedom and joy incites me to recall all that has brought a smile to my face. Those moments when nothing else mattered, those moments when I could care less about what was going on in the world, those moments when life was lived with vitality, the moments of shear bliss.
I am perfect and I am whole and I am complete. I LOVE ME.