Closest to perfect as could be?

When God created you, up to the very instant you were born, you were absolutely perfect. Your heart and soul belonged fully and completely to God. It was one with God. Then you breathed your first sigh and God gave you to the world, for you to be in charge of your own heart and soul. 

Fortunately, some of us got to feel that love immediately again through the love and care of a parent or ? But no matter how much that person or people love us it will never be enough, because it will never be equal to Gods love. God loves us unequivocally, unconditionally, at all times, in every instant, every moment with arms outstretched reaching to tend to us. And no matter how much we love ourselves either we will never equal the great love granted us by God. Fortunately these things aren't mutually exclusive. Love yourself all you absolutely can, as much as God does (if you can). Accept all the love you can from those giving it to you. But realize that the spaces in your heart that sometimes feel like that's not enough need to be filled with God. God is the only thing that can fill that void. 

Give it to God. Give yourself over to God. In whatever that means for you, because it means different things to each of us. How do you do this?  Exactly how?  You open yourself to life. You open yourself to be completely and brutally honest at all times with all people and in all instances  Like the tree that falls in the deep of the forest; no one has to know that it fell, it lives its truth for itself. So too you must live your truth for yourself. It's the fear. Fear stops you from it. And it's so hard to combat fear. That truly the only way is through love and acceptance. Through the unconditional giving of your fear to God. For God to combat. Fear and evil are just too powerful for us alone to fight. By giving it to God we are letting them fight the battle and we are left to be in peace. Without fear. The only way to truly live.  To be once again as close to perfect as we can be, as our hearts and souls inhabit these bodies in this awesomely absurd journey. 

Make it feel like home.

Home

It means something different to all of us.

You can live side by side with someone and share the same topical experiences and yet have completely different versions of what made you happiest. What made you feel like "home". 

And we all want to get back to that.  We all want to live that happiness. To live it on a constant basis. Don't we?  We want that feeling of complete bliss, of utter unabashed happiness.*

How about this? Whatever comes,  let it come and whatever leaves, let it leave and just love it all.  No matter what.  Isn't that simple?  So why is it so hard to do?

As children this is how we lived. We didn't know any better. Whatever came that is what we accepted. We had no frame of reference for much else. Slowly as we saw more, learned more and experienced more this was no longer the case. Was it?  But in the beginning it was. That is the beauty of a child. That is what we should not tarnish. Imagine being safe enough to live like that every day, every moment.

We can. It is possible. It involves pain though. It involves letting yourself feel pain and being alright with it. Just being perfectly alright with it. If you can find beauty in anything, then you carry home in your heart permanently. 

*The problem is that place exists in the past, because it emanated from your heart alone. The heart of a child and you no longer have that heart. It's been "toughened up", it's "grown up", it doesn't even remember how to get back to that depth of feeling anymore. It's learned to "fake it". It's learned to be superficial, flippant, vain.  Hasn't it?