Hearing Pitta

"...my incapacity to love more than I do." Your perceived problem, my perceived problem, everyone's perceived problem. Well, a few exceptions perhaps. But do you agree that we might, just might, be capable? Do you agree that you were all God, all Love, when you came here? I started remembering some of it, some of the wonder, of the sheer "YES!" I was before I allowed myself to be dissuaded from what I was and knew when I came. I'm sure everyone can "do" that. You can. Away with the word "incapacity". Instead: "Dear God, dear Love, dear Silence, I so long to get home to You."

Thank you for sharing your heart, dear Pitta.

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