On the Day of Love

I awoke with some thoughts about love today, convenient since it’s the day of love. Most of us know that love is found where we let it in, but what moves us and drives us to open our heart?

Love comes in many forms and guises, lurks in places beyond our imagination. Passionate surrender to all-that-is makes the Universe our Beloved. It makes each of us the Divine Mother and Father, holding the world in our heart.

I think that each stage of love, each longing after connection, is a longing after the merging with your unique Source Energy…something you’ve never in actuality separated from, but continually search for.

For most, the journey begins as an outward search, moving the Seeker deeper into the heart of truth. The Beloved is a reflection of the Seeker, and unconditional love is the Great Mother within us, regardless of gender. We are love and once gave it freely. Today, I return to that state. ❤

Mothers love painting by Gisela Llorens

Mothers love by Gisela Llorens


Gustav_Klimt-The Kiss

The Kiss by Gustav Klimt

Waterhouse-Beautiful Woman Without Mercy

La Belle Dame sans Merci by John William Waterhouse



About Goddess in the Belly

Me? I'm one of the many bridges between two worlds. Blogging is a creative outlet for this energy to express itself. I believe nothing happens without vibration alignment, that we are continually creating as we go. Everything on these pages stems from my deep knowing that as we share honestly we transform the collective for the better.
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