Shapeshifting Love

A black and white image of the sea.

Love is two waves crashing into each other again and again. Two forms becoming formless becoming form but always water and always waves. Knowing each other again and again in the midst of their own becoming and unfolding. Without end and without beginning.

Rumi writes:  “I died as mineral and became a plant, I died as plant and rose to animal, I died as animal and I was human, Why should I fear? When was I less by dying? …”

And I feel that if you believe that you will die one day, you are as good as dead now. So let go of the fear and live your entire self.