There is no bad timing to any of this. Time is a construct of man, not Exactness. I believe it is going along as planned. Who needs the constraint of time? This belief has been one of peace and Love, the eternity, perhaps, of human existence on the pathway to full Love. A belief that for me made sense that it be formed of only Love. The (H)eartH of Love’s Creation is my only beholden until Creation and Love say otherwise. If I hesitate, fear will prevail. (What if you hesitate prudently?) There is that, but if I act, instead of imagine, if I can be instead of only believe that death is not to be feared, then perhaps I’m- Oh! It is not such a simple tumble into agony evermore, it is the knowledge of human’s truth marked in our beginning- neverend goes on forever, and if you imagined less Love than you imagined fear, the breeze alone from such force has brought the Mother to take notice. She’s doing her best to seek my pardon, to open my hoodwinked eyes and see that it is not ...
(The Weaver's Song)