Would you open your spam if you knew it came from an ethereal, sacred, holy, divine source?
In every moment sacred love is showering us with unsolicited spam.
The dream of love is for the dreamer to see the dream within the dream.
To see the sacred dog leading us on the sacred path across the sacred ground under the sacred trees shedding their sacred leaves because the sacred movement of the sacred stars has made this very awareness possible.
To see the sacred seeds of weeds stuck in the fur of the sacred dog as the bearers of a sacred tomorrow.
Now that love has found us, what are we going to do with its spam but to open each and every one?