[Love Title]

There has been so much channelled messages and writting and even the commercial stuff for Valentine's day. I am wearing red today.
When we babies we were born without these commercial clothes, but we always had them. So there was a moment where we completely naked.
We didn't create anything about what to wear. We had to have clothes.

Some practice alternative medicine heal births, there is energy shields, then I read in the news the Australian people I guess, appologize with the aborigine ones...
then there is mixture of traditional and holistic medicine.
I knew a very holistic approach to things and life matter. Something has put the scratch on the record. May be there never was scratch. The CD. The silver circle. Someone once told my energy is like shaman, then light beings has said everything, everything, everything but the scratch remained there. Shields, blocks

Purity. Heart. When it itself one does't have to create unnecessary miscreations. Creations are beautiful.

Why do we like the herbs?
Addictions are what they are [according to one's perspective]
Herbs are the herbs.

Ocean has seaweed. Close to "our" DNA. What if DNA changes?

Activates. If everything changes. Uh huh. "Who are those genious children?" Labels, signs, some cards business cards toy cards, idying, but besides all of these who are we?

I was reading today. Energy waves changes. Grounding. :) I was always grounded.

What is time zone if Valentine's day is tommorow and we are all around the Globe. So I am writing my prevalentines sheet of paper the day before. But then then I already read what people have wrote some hours...

What is hours when people make love. How long does it last if the time does not exist. So can the time be longer and sometimes be shorter? How long is the distance? Can the time be stretched? I don't know this is possible. One can step outside of it. Can go with it. Time can collapse. How long do we go away from our hearts. It doesn't measure in time to find, to build.

A feather is always white. When the birds fly they shape this heart arch. With their wings. Cities built in the wild nature if they are not in harmony can be disfuntional life. Some good things can be. But then it can't be. It is and it isn't, it is two and then there is different things, the end of time and space, the end of duality, there is a plant and there is something sacred. One can't write all... the sacred space. Earth. Grounding. When one wakes up in the morning. And when you go to sleep.

What if one is always awake?
I know I wake up. I could do it just tonight with my eyes open, they call it grounding. But last night I fell asleep in work clothes. When people travel they brings certain symbols and even their own tiny decor or things in their lives with them. To feel home.
I never understood this traveling. May be because of the concept of time. God. Love. Earth.

Kuthumi? :) I am the Cupid.
I am that I am. Love.
I am. Reflecting.
And now it's meditation.