A Vessel for Love

To be a vessel for love is to allow. To let it shape you, guide you, speak through you. It is to soften presence, the warmth that has always known its way. There is nothing to figure out, only to trust that love knows where it is going.

It moves without hesitation. It spills through your fingertips as you touch, through your voice as you speak, through the way you look at the world when you are unguarded.

Close your eyes. Feel the pulse beneath your ribs. Breathe into the spaces where love is already alive within you. It is in the way your heart opens, the way your hands reach, the way your body melts into the sweetness of a moment fully lived.

It is in the way you surrender to beauty, the way you drink in the world with awe, the way you become an open door to something greater than yourself.

It is the way the wind lingers against your skin, the way music seeps into your cells, the way silence can feel like an embrace.

Let love move through you like the river moves toward the ocean, like dawn spilling its light across the horizon, like a sigh of recognition when everything in you says yes.