Today on Live Awak, our warring self versus our infinite self.

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She is the face of war. The part of us who can understand how we fight others, how we ruin our lives, how we can kill in the name of our beliefs. She is who we must look to when needing to find compassion for others who are captivated under her spell. She is who we must hold lovingly in our hearts when we see those caught in her grasp.

She is who we must learn to love into gentle submission for she only lives and breathes on our unlove. She can only survive when and where we have forgotten to love.

Then there is the soft one. The woman with long white hair who moves like liquid glides on her step.

Flows on light. She is tender, always tender. She comes when you ask for help. She comes when you fill your lungs with a conscious breath.

She lives there beside the wicked. She is shelled beside the one who wars. There they stand within you. Both hands open. A choice.

The one who sees as an owl able to look from all perspectives gentle, hands soft as the skin of a plum, heart her language and tongue. She is able to withstand storms. She catches the furious pain of others.

The difficult experiences you face. The things that make you want to fight and she cradles them. Swaddles them in unconditional love. Over and over again she loves all.

She is the bottomless source of light love. She is your essence. Pure and wise she lives in your greatest steps. Deep in your tissues. She is your greatest ally. She is who you can choose to embody to call forth as you navigate your life.

Tightness and breath sharpness in movement, darting in eyes. Means you are calling forth the warrior within you to rise. You are bringing her up on the waves of contempt.

One conscious breath in word into your very depths and she will fall. You have the power to call the soft one into form. You can choose.

There is no question which feels better, which one breathes us more alive, more vivid. It is up to you to choose the powerful choice of living as the soft one whenever you feel lost in a sea of raging thoughts and waves.

She is there. I promise you. She serves where the other severs. She heals where the other wounds. She replaces replenishes, restores where the other robs, pillages, eradicates and steals your love. The same love of the world.

It takes great strength and determination to choose her when you are in the fire. It is not just a choice, but your choice. Nothing will suffer more than you if you continue to choose war.

A part of us enjoys the fighting arguably more than the peace. Such intensity and emotion is very powerful, palpable, weak and root but alluring in force.

The gentle softness of the other is far less intense. It requires a dropping down and rooting rather than a rising up and spinning. They are two polar energies, forces living within you. A choice for you to make at every triggering moment in your life.

Close your eyes now. Follow the effortlessness of your breathing for a moment. Notice its nature, its peace. Let it reground you in its soothing, non-judgmental force.

This breath, this calm is your essence. It is the current, the heart of your most pure and gentle self.

After all we live, after all we experience and go through, we always return to this breath.

The serene current of our truth is rising within us, every moment we are alive.

Take a moment to reflect on all of the times you forgot this softness inside of you.

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