Reviews have started coming in!
Humbled. Delighted. So very Glad.
A short list of things I’ve outgrown the need for evidence to support:
Proof is in the pulsing of my heart.
This is not a foolish statement.
Your love for me is inside my love for you. Needing proof of it is like needing proof that I myself exist. If someday it turns out I don’t (by some unimaginable standard) actually exist, then and only then can you speak to me of the need to rationalize Love.
Read my new novel, released like a valentine this month… The LOOK unravels life, love and the mysterious, precarious, perilous truths funding our existence: It’s here!
The trick is: not to need gut wrenching treks into Mordor as a means to activate your courage. Rather, give yourself permission to bypass strife then begin to spin up courage in response to the prolific potential of your innate creativity — and so set out to live adventurously in the smallest moments of each day, and build ramparts of love in every waking dream you decide to make real.
Lover’s Perspective of the World
from Atomic Truths & Stellar Seeking
A spark! Oh goodness. Something inside igniting. Desire enfolds me in its rocket and I am, blasting off into everything.
Above the earth, sweet pause – a passionate hover – I am larger than large out here, room temperature with the universe: I cannot tell the difference between my skin and secret tides of photons delighting in me.
I look around with divine precision and gazing free upon the earth, I see —
— architects and earthquakes — empaths and robots — fictions and near misses —lives changing, children sleeping, beauty brimming.
I see us — trying on ways of being — so sweet and messy, so worthwhile.
I see shamans drinking mass-market tea in cubicles connecting, hives of mystery – footprints on carpet, shadows in the mall — some kid on a yellow slide, gliding free for the first time – lives overlapping and love persisting — so many ways to be this grace we seek…
When I look from this somewhat magical perspective, I see stories and possibility and love (activated or lurking) — I see life, texture, words becoming sentences and art — the human experience.
We are here to wake each other up; no other reason I can see but this sacred, simple, meaningfully mundane purpose. We are here to wake up; we are here to wake each other.
Not that one person can MAKE another wake up. I need to re-phrase it. I can’t wake you up and don’t bother trying to wake me, either. But we provide the context for each other in which we wake ourselves. Catalysts. Matches in a dark room. Spur on tough hide. Spark, shock, shooting star, bucket of icy water over the head, clear affection, permissive silent acceptance, caught off-guard laughing, warmth, betrayal, gifts. The right word at the right time; the wrong word at the right time. Compassion’s neutral stamina. Someone who notices: you cut your hair! Someone who fills your coffee to the rim, sees your exhaustion, enjoys your enthusiasm. Discourages you, tells you it’s impossible, let’s you down, insults and dishonors you. The ones you forgive, avoid, deny, disappoint, seek, respect, love unconditionally, delight in, seduce and ravish.
Relationships are THE context of enlightenment.
The constant epiphany – if you care to notice.
Allow your heart to inform you differently, beat by beat refresh.
The heart is a blank canvas woven continuously with fine electrical threads containing everything there is and ever will be to know about who You are. Love projected onto and emitting from this art is always inconclusive, vibrantly free.
You’re neither tattooed with being who you’ve always been, nor starting from scratch without substance or sugar: you are whole, complete AND forming. Be glad. And let it unfold, collaboratively — You and heart aligning, honing the subtle wiring as you grow, letting go and letting in the richness of belonging to some brilliant scheme worth trusting.
For extended contemplation
watch: http://youtu.be/zljZjc6Ukhk <- 6 min video
read: http://amzn.com/1495213862 <- book
play: https://soundcloud.com/joybroker/love-is-who-you-are <- song
In nucleosynthesis, a star cooks up all the elements of the periodic table from its initial composition of mostly H and a small amount of He. Carbon, iron, oxygen, blood, thought, love – all from thin air, heat and passion.
What will I use my energy to create today?
Thin Air, Heat and Passion
Like Yin and Yang, Night and Day, Cool and Steamy – Love and Innovation mutually sustain each other.
Love fuels innovation and creativity by awakening your drive to contribute to or shape the world in beneficial ways. You must love the process itself enough to maintain the stamina to see it through; and you must love the idea enough to trust its intrinsic value.
Love without a creative / innovative expression is stagnant. A couple can love each other totally, but if they’re not creating their relationship together, the love stalls in place and can even become moldy from lack of activation. It has to be re-created, innovated with ongoing mutual commitment. Self-love is the same way. You can love yourself clearly, but if you don’t activate that love through creative endeavors, it stays small and contained within you and loses its ability to fill you up.
That doesn’t mean you have to become an artist or architect or make music or invent the next generation of technology wonders leading to a Nobel Prize – you can activate love’s innovative drive simply by creating your life and pushing your Self to evolve within your own home, your very mind. Chances are, when you start there the other products follow, so consider yourself warned: greatness could lurk around the corner. (Hydrogen . . . Helium . . . billions of stars . . . us . . .if love’s not in the mix somehow, then why?)