“Perhaps the fall from grace
wasn’t so much the eating of the apple
but rather,
the swallowing of the story
that separated us from ourselves
and our ability to Love,
without condition.
We weren’t thrown out of the garden,
it was fear that walked us out.
The gates to the garden remain open.
The sound of our own beating heart
calls us back
to the garden of presence,
where we are always known, and
Unconditional Love welcomes us home.”
