Good morning, Reader

What does it mean to live in love?

Do you ever have an intense desire to carry out a function, be some way, or say something, and then, you ignore what your gut tells you to default to a societal program that says "No, that's not right. That's inappropriate. You shouldn't... You aren't..."

So, maybe you follow that latter voice, because, after all, you want to make sure your friends, your spouse, or maybe even your mother will approve. Gotta make sure your colleagues think it's fine, too. Oh, and your clients- don't wanna get them mad. I mean, after all, then they might go hire someone else. And you definitely don't want to upset your Instagram followers. They're the MOST important people. 😂

Guess what?

This is not the path of love.

The path of love means carrying out your form, fit, and function because that's what you're here to do. You'll know when you're doing it because your body will feel light as a feather. We are energy systems, and when we're acting outside of the natural way we are created, outside of our design, outside of what is supposed to be, we will feel (and look) dense as all fuck.

If you look like shit, can't sleep at night, have a million contracted thoughts, and think everyone is either better or worse than you are, my friend, you're not on the path of love.

One of my functions is voice and active listening. (I'm about to demonstrate how I carry out my path of love.)

I write, I speak, and I say things in a way that they can be heard. I also listen deeply, and I connect deeply. Because I am so free with my own voice, this often gives others the willingness and agency to be freer with their voices.

When I am carrying out this function, I feel complete oneness.

​I posted about my most recent podcast episode with Zen Benefiel yesterday on LinkedIn, and the response to it was overwhelming.

Was it easy for me and Zen to get to the place where we had that conversation? Yes, but also no. We didn't just fall into it. I had to follow the path of love to get to where we could speak with that sort of depth and intimacy.

It started when I got an excited feeling in my body when we met back in February. When I get that feeling of "I have to know you and I don't care what it takes," that's something I pay attention to. I get these feelings frequently, but not to that intensity.

You might realize that you're there for someone, but they may not realize it right away. That's when we have to ignore the head talk, which says "Don't annoy them. They don't want to hear from you. They don't care. Stop being a bother. Stop being so present."

(Please take a moment to note to yourself when and where you do this. It's worthy of your attention)

But with Zen, I couldn't help myself.

And the truth was, he did want to hear from me. Sometimes receiving admiration is hard at first, but when he started to notice I could hear him deeply, he began to say more and speak more freely. That's what happens when someone listens-- and I mean really listens to you. That's one of my functions.

It was a beautiful exchange and so many people commented and supported us. One person who knows both of us said "What a great pairing of minds, frankness, and authenticity!"

I'm not telling you this so that you can listen to the episode. Know that.

I want to display how when two people perform their functions and recognize in the other that the exchange is part of the synchronistic dance, they're living in love. They're acting out of love, not for one another, but for the larger greater, and the appreciation of the role they're designed to play in the whole of us.

While my life has been pretty amazing and aligned over the last few years, I've also dealt with bullshit from people who do not live in love because they are afraid.

Some people do not recognize how we all fit together. They still view humans as separate entities to be competed with, afraid of, or shied away from.

Do you ever just feel that? You know you're supposed to do something, be something, share something, or create something, and you see the perfect human to help you with that, and they get scared, run away, won't go balls to the wall, won't show up, or won't shine their light?

And you think to yourself "What a fucking waste that was."

As the Kabbalists say, we must honor uniqueness. That's "Binah" on the Tree of Life.

We all have a path and purpose. We are not competing. We have a form, fit, and function.

And yes, paradoxically, it's all perfect. When someone acts outside of the path of love, they still facilitate learning for others. For example, had I not had the experience of "what a fucking waste that was," I don't know if my passion would be so deep. Every time I see someone ignoring their gifts, while I accept them, it feels contracted. It feels like we're ignoring potential and love because of fear.

It's a waste.

You could die afraid... but I really hope you don't.

There are no other people. You have a gift, and it's your duty to use that gift. Putting your head talk, societal expectations, or the idea that you want to please everyone in front of carrying out your function is fucking selfish as all hell.

You might think it's noble. It isn't. As my Kabbalah instructor said this past week, "Being alive is a state of increasing desire."

What's your form, fit, and function?

Do you know?

Stay beautiful,

Andee

PS: If you are curious about my convo with Zen, you can find it here.​