A tree stood alone at the entrance to the mighty forest. Perhaps all the other trees had been cut from around it, but this one somehow still had managed to survive.

All entrances are like this. There is only one entrance, one opening into the forest of other connective ideas, or ways of truth. If you walk past the entrance, without entering it, and going on through the door, you never connect fully to what is within.

The oneness in the infinite provides the infinite within the oneness.

A tree survives because although it appears to be solely only itself, its roots combine together with all other plants within the one soil of God’s love. When we have our feet within love, we can lift our hearts, minds, and spirits to the skies to be ourselves within God.

On day, a woodsmen came along, and he cut this solitary old tree down. He did this because he was lazy, and so he wanted this particular one instead of going further into the forest of plentiful trees, just up ahead.

When we settle for the entrance door, thinking that it is the only thing to be found, we lose the entrance to ourselves because we often then destroy it like this woodsman did, and so we can never use it again, that is until it can rebuild itself, or regrow itself within us, once more again.

How do we rebuild our entrance door into God’s kingdom?

By reaching into the plentiful forest of other trees, you can connect to them, and hopefully one day, one of these will provide you with a new beginning or seedling that will begin to grow itself within your own heart.

We connect to others as much as we let them reconnect to us.

Is it really in fact true that we can never know the power of love until we reconnect to another soul, or to God like this?

Love is essentially trapped within its own oneness, or within an individual, if it can’t fully flow.

Is love really ever truly trapped like this, or is it just being prevented from manifesting or exhibiting its full power within us, when this happens?

Love is never trapped forever, like water it always continually tries to flow, to find a new way to flow, or to renew its full flowing once more again. Only its rate of flow can be slowed down, or sometimes dammed up inside yourself for a short while, that is until it breaks itself free again. Love will always find such a way, given enough time to do this.