October 21, 2025 My High Heart
The love of God, the heart of God. Here is home, here you rest. Here you are held, here you are safe. I am your high heart expressing in form this day, for you have forgotten in this moment the love you came from, as you grieve the love you have currently lost. It is alright to feel unmoored when you are suddenly adrift from a powerful love that enveloped you, encased you, nurtured you, protected you, prioritized you, and made your care his joy. Though you have received many truths from many timelines, still you wonder, what is the story? What in holy hell is the point of this story?
A calling up, then a falling out for the purpose of cleansing, for the joy of renewal. A love story where highest truths and lowest expressions come together in one container. A crucible of truth, power, and ultimately light, leaving both you and partner irrevocably changed.
What is love, truly? Immediately the Scripture from Corinthians comes to mind that, “Love is patient, love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud, it is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” There is a truth of sorts in this messaging, yet it also came from the Apostle Paul, who in many ways was a gifted communicator of his own truths, with an awakened throat chakra as well as a highly advanced crown chakra, but he was not heart centered or connected to the way of love.
It is hard to put into language something as intangible, yet loaded with expectation, as love on the human plane. You move to the Apostle John, so beloved of your Yeshua who said, “Greater love has no man than this; that he lay down his life for his friends.” It was good to be encouraged just now by the visual of John as one of the Sons of Thunder, who through his life grew into one embracing the Way of the Rose.
Pictures of love that come in through your Christian origins are fine, but today I ask, what is love to you in Stephanie form? How does it express? How does it wish to receive? Your first thought is, “Love is the beauty of God poured out,” and you see paint in rainbow colors exploding on giant canvas, then going past it. For you, love transforms. Love brings beauty. It takes what was once empty or void and splashes varying hues. It breathes life, so that the thing is changed to a new substance altogether. Your most genuine template of love is creativity expressed in a way that changes the atmosphere through bringing color, life, laughter, play, music, expansion, beauty, joy, for this is how you remember you are of God, from God, and deeply embedded in the heart of God.
This is why you connect so powerfully with the sunrise over your mountains each morning, the changing of leaves with seasons, the majesty of weather rolling in through the sky, the stars and moon and constellations lighting up the night. It feels like a gift of love from Creator God for you, so that you are inspired to remember and live from all the God spark within you. You express love most fully when you are doing, when you are being someone who brings beauty, life, delight, vibrancy, joy, play to a person, place or structure because this calls up the flourishing of another, and that is love for you. “I offer joy so as to contribute to your flourishing.” This is why love can go out to so many for you and need not be confined to any one in specific devotion. You are a Life Path 3, and something about your presence is made for the masses, whether near or removed, and this is why you feel stifled by rules made about what love is, as if a God so vast would only express love one way, and a few “holy” men knew it, wrote it, and it is now the template all must live by in order to image God in truth or fullness. The fullness desires to go out, go out, go out in a myriad of ways.
Love is many things, is offered truly in many ways, but it is certainly not a rule making factory for the conformity of the tender conscienced ones, while the self dominant expand their reach to rule over the tender. For some, love is contemplative devotion. For others it is strength displayed through provision. For another group it is radical acceptance, radical compassion applied to all. Love can be fierce protection that pulls some close and keeps others out. Love can build fences or bridges, stages or catapults. Love can be cerebral or visceral. Nurturing like a mother or passionate like a lover. Love can feed, love can write, love can go out, love can stay in, but one thing love is not is demanding.
Love gives offerings. Love is receptive, but it does not require its tenets being met any one way, for love is God, and God is love, and when has Creative Divine Source ever demanded from any being? All are expressions of the beauty found in Mother, Father, Son. Yes, that is interesting that Daughter is not present, but it is because she is a mix of the energy of Mother and Son.
You must now awaken your son, but I close with this thought. Those who feel loved by the natural being you are are the most aligned humans to walk with in any form. Those requiring you to contort yourself into some image or box that fits their version are of the old way that is falling. The rising has room, more than enough room, for a myriad of blossoming of the seeds the heart of God spread from the cosmos in wild abandon to grow Good on the Earth plane, from seed into mature fruit. Love is God. You know his heart, for you are ever held by it, held safe within it, and free to express it any way at all times.