I choose to live in the unfolding... I see through my own conditioned responses: I disentangle. And I do so, broken open, as joyously as I can.
Perhaps relying too heavily on eros, erotic or romantic love... as our only means of connectivity deprives us of what we really need.
You were made from this Earth as was all that you are unavoidably entangled with. Drill down into your common source. Let go. Surrender.
The dormant fullness of the present can be expanded and further enriched by magnifications of what the cumulative future holds.