Division or Wholeness?

What if we get to choose?

What if we didn’t choose to create division because we’re broken.
Maybe we just forgot.
Forgot that wholeness doesn’t come in a box. It’s messy. Loud. Questioning.
It holds this paradox without needing to pick sides.

And that terrifies us.

So we split from Nature, ourselves and each other.
Labeled. Ranked. Measured.

Called some things sacred and other things shameful.
Created “right” to feel safe and “wrong” to cast out what scares us.

All in the name of control — Because wholeness doesn’t obey.

And love? It’s not the sweet, mushy kind we’re sold.
It’s the one that sees all of you and stays. It says:”I won’t fix you. I’ll face you.” “I won’t save you. I’ll stand beside you.”

Maybe that’s the point?
Not to chase enlightenment.
Not to prove “goodness.”
But to remember wholeness — even when it’s inconvenient. Especially then.

Love doesn’t divide.
But it does invite you to meet the parts you exiled.

That’s where the real “work” is.
And the real freedom.

I choose play.
Who and what do you choose, now?