What is love when there is nothing to gain, nothing to lose, nothing to hold onto and no one to become? Not the idea of love. Not the memory of love. Not the longing for love. Just love itself. We often speak of love as something we find, receive, lose or give away. But is love a feeling that comes and goes? A relationship? An attachment? A need? Or is love something far simpler and deeper? Perhaps love is what remains when the stories fall away. When there is no identity or

I help you remember when you are trapped in the illusion. We all fall back into the matrix sometimes. Back into the ego's grip or the external illusion of fear, power and control. It's inevitable. It IS quite a powerful force to be reckoned with and it's what we are SO used to. It is still the mainstream narrative after all. It's in the collective field and we are all interconnected and contributing to this frequency. So, no matter how much inner work you've done, as long as