to feel unequivocally. to include all aspects and attitudes unconditionally is not a doctrine, is not a practice, is not an idea, not a method. it is truth. it is reality. to call it anything else is a lie. even love. as lovely as love is. it too shalt be cast into the ocean and only its residue, the foam of the tide will remain. and that will be what you once called love. until you've seen the ocean and swam its depths, you will be forever doomed to foam. awareness has its own method, its own practice, its own attitude, and its own curriculum. it will teach you everything you need to know when it is the right time. all we can do is be patient and satisfied. that all things are in their right place at the right time. if we can open ourselves up to the most disrespected of our feelings and sentiments we can give birth to a kind of loving and trust that is saintly. it takes, however, a crucifixion and a death at all times. surrender the joy, surrender the sorrow, surrender surrender and true Presence shalt be your reward. nothing less than that is acceptable nor will it yield fruit as a spiritual practice. the wisdom of love overwhelms me every time i give into it. it knows what i need, it is what i need. i am all that i have and all that i will ever be. to the truth that is at my fingertips, my teacher and my intuition.