In my prior life, I had a hard time being with you while you suffered: I tried to fix you, to heal you, to teach you. Being the “Savior” caused me so much grief that I became a rebel: I will not stop until all the false knowledge – like there’s an out there out there – burns on a pyre of LOVE! Yes, you complete me at “halo,” and ♪♫ “I’m bound… I’m bound to thank you for it… ♪ My halo says MaHALO, “thank you; I love you!” All that I judge in you is an opportunity to know me better, to accept me, and find my voice.

The more I die to who I think I am, the more gratitude I experience! Each new day of life is a gift of GRace, in and of itself! Halo masters the heART of listening and the listening of the heART: HALO-HELLO-ALOHA-ALL LOVE – to tell my “affection, love, patience, peace, goodbye and hello.” How can I not be grateful, when I’m rising out of the ashes of my former fears? It is delightful to realize that I don’t need to try to save you from your jail of pain: just like me, you need the dis-ease, until you don’t!

My gift is a smoking gun: what’s left of my judgment is the incriminating evidence that I am yet to be consummated! I’ll be judged and guilty as charged, until I have let go of you so much that I thank LOVE for the integrity to serve You with total abandon.