My heart has been feeling sad but when I was in the healing spring in Cassadaga I received a message. The message was that my heart wasn’t broken but it was breaking.

The processes are alive. They are not dead. Broken is done. Broken is past and future. Breaking is now. In the now, my heart is breaking to reveal something. 

What it reveals is always a mystery to me. Yet somehow it is also something that I feel I have known for a thousand years or more. 

It gave me strength. It helped me to remember about what I have asked for. 

I have asked for love. I have asked to remember love. To really remember it with every fiber of my being. 

So the breaking, though painful, is purposeful. 

The breaking, though indefinite but also at the same time definite, is purposeful. 

The breaking, though torturous and incontrollable, is purposeful. 

Thank you for this reminder. 

Thank you for this message. 

Thank you for allowing me to be breaking within the structure of this love. The feeling of this love so profound that I asked to know it. This love so profound that I have to be willing to be breaking in order to know it. 

I wonder sometimes if perhaps it doesn’t have to be so. 

In a time, for a time, when the time comes. 

For now I am breaking and that doesn’t have to be bad or sad. It has to be.