It was a quiet, and slow morning in Hawaii when I wrote this piece. I had just woken up having been surrounded by this soft, loving buzz of energy that felt like a visceral hug around my body. I didn’t want to move for fear of disrupting the feeling. I felt the love around me like a cocoon, but it also radiated out from me. There was no boundary between this feeling of love and my human body; I was both experiencing this vast love and being this vast love.
It was as if all the clouds had parted and I was seeing myself for the first time, and this changed everything. Upon rising, I channeled the following experience with the cloud of love still embracing me.
April 23, 2025
I felt the pool of love all around me. When I looked for its edges, it spread out vast and limitless; there was no beginning or end, it just was love, and this love was me. It was unconditional, it did not care who I had become in form, it did not care the perceived mistakes I had made, it did not depend on my life choices, and it wasn’t woven into the fabric of my doing or expressions here on earth. It was limitless, unconditional, love.
This love has no agenda but to express, to me and through me. It doesn’t look at who fits into the structured societal paradigms of who I can love, and who I can’t. It flows without condition to the resonant hearts that can receive the amount they have allowed themselves to hold. It honors the capacity of these resonant hearts and does not ask the person to hold more than they are ready to hold. The love respects boundaries, it says, “I am here when you are ready, I will not put on you what you are not yet ready to receive.”
It doesn’t demand, it invites, it doesn’t create parameters, it is freedom, it doesn’t control, it allows expression. It whispers, there is a new way to love, a way that is not defined by fear, need or control; whose expression is radiant sovereignty and celebrates the complex expressions of the beings choosing to receive and express back their own radiance at the levels they are able. It does not demand perfection; it just asks for presence.
It knows that somedays, the vessel is wide open to receive and on those days the love pours in and expresses outward in delight and joy. It also knows that there are days when the flow goes underground, and the expression feels far away. This ebb and flow is natural, just like a beating heart where it fills and empties, fills and empties. It is the rhythmic dance of nature, breathing in and breathing out. This love allows the space, it rejoices in the lightness of active expressive love and honors the darkness of the quiet and contemplative moments, it is not scared of the spaces in between, it honors the flow and expression in all moments.
It is an invitation to come play, come experience new, allow the shift of paradigms and release of old structures whose time has come. It waits patiently, trusting and honoring the path of unfolding. It whispers, I will meet you where you are and demand no more. I will give you space for you to explore your depths and edges, and delight in what you bring back on your adventures, no matter how dirt covered and weary you are when you return from your travels. It delights in the sharing and openness of what was discovered in the depths, no matter how messy or raw. It is the safe space that allows closeness and distance without punishment, it is the truth that says, “you don’t have to soften your words to be received in love.” It is the space that says, “bring all of you here, you are safe to be you, you do not have to make yourself small to fit into this space.” It is the invitation that says, let me see your wildness, let me see your edges, let me see the softness, let me see the beauty of all of you.” It is the opening that says, “I see you. I see you seeing me. I hear you, I hear you hearing me, and I love you.” This love is a dance within oneself, and not dependent on another, but when the others come, the radiance is amplified in joy.
This is love 2.0
Love 2.0, that was the key! My whole being rejoiced, I finally saw me. In that experience and through the subsequent words that flowed out of me that quiet morning in Hawaii, I remembered who I was, and who I had always been. Love 2.0 wasn’t something I was downloading; it was something I already had within me. I was awakening to a piece of me that had gone dormant so slowly that I had not even registered what I had lost along the way. I just had a background ache that there was an absence of something precious, something I was supposed to remember. After so many years, I had reconciled this ache as just living the human experience here on earth.
In this remembering, I thought about the beautiful times when I had expressed Love 2.0. Where I had shown up in this boundless, unconditional love, and how free it felt to express the love within me. With every memory of the joy of expression, I found a counter theme attached to it, love expressed – love unmet, me interpreting that as not being loveable or being too much, too bright, too intense, too weird, or even crazy. I sat with the feelings, letting them unfold so I could see the depth behind my experience. What I realized, was that, love 1.0 was there many times, and my life still had beautiful and rich experiences. It was just that I had not been met in Love 2.0 and that was my true soul’s desire; this was the ache.
What first felt like a release and revelation was quickly trailed with the truth that I could never go back to living in Love 1.0 with conditions, roles, and old structures. I had walked that path, making myself small to make others comfortable, not speaking my truth to keep the peace, having to carry the emotional load of the relationship, or even carry another’s wounds in the name of love. Love 1.0 was always me limiting my expression to fit the scenario, to make sure I didn’t make others feel uncomfortable; all the while feeling like I was folding in on myself because I could not express the true me.
Love 1.0 has served its purpose beautifully but it is old, and tired and is starting to stink up the place. Love 2.0 is new, fresh, free and inviting, but it is challenging in that it requires wholeness, introspection and the ability to take ownership of your own messy pile of beliefs, old programs, and projections.
Love 1.0 vs Love 2.0
| Aspect | Love 1.0 | Love 2.0 |
| Foundation | Conditional, transactional, often based on unmet needs | Unconditional, sovereign, based on wholeness |
| Purpose | Safety, security, social compatibility, ego validation | Growth, expansion, soul remembrance, divine union |
| Communication | Polite, filtered, conflict-avoidant | Raw, real, respectful—but fiercely honest |
| Attraction | Chemistry driven by wounds or roles (“you complete me”) | Magnetic soul recognition (“you amplify me”) |
| Intimacy | Physical connection to feel close | Energetic, emotional, soul and physical merging |
| Conflict | A threat to the relationship; often avoided or suppressed | A portal to deeper truth, trust, and intimacy |
| Independence | Seen as a threat or emotional distance | Respected and celebrated; sovereignty is sacred |
| Sexuality | Pleasure-focused, need-meeting, performance-based | Sacred, playful, soul-mapping, body-prayer |
| Attachment | Fear-based clinging, control, co-dependency | Freedom-based presence, trust, interdependence |
| Growth | Stagnates when challenged; resistance to change | Evolves constantly; embraces change as part of the dance |
| Expression of Love | Gifts, approval, compromise, romantic rituals | Presence, truth-telling, shared frequency fields, co-creation |
| Breakups / Distance | Feels like failure or loss | Recognized as timing, soul pacing, or necessary space for growth |
| Soul Recognition | Rare or absent; sometimes dismissed as fantasy | Obvious, magnetic, undeniable—like remembering a song you already knew |
| Future Vision | Plans, goals, white picket fence | Blueprints, timelines, parallel realities, co-authored soul missions |
| Who Carries It? | Everyone—by default, it’s what we inherited | You, if you’re reading this and crying/laughing/tingling all at once |
Once I tasted the truth of the love that lived within me and now wanted to express itself, I knew that my only path forward was through the expression of Love 2.0. This was freeing, and then I had this, “oh crud,” moment where I realized that in standing in my truth, I had just placed myself further into the “not dateable” category. Love 2.0 is demanding in its own way, its foundation is truth and honesty, and that often scares people. I barely passed as dateable before when I was conforming to the rules of Love 1.0, and this little wounded part of me whispered, “look what you did, now you are going to die alone.” I sat with that piece for a moment and said, “maybe, but at least we will be aligned to our truth, and that will be more resonant than trying to fit into an old definition of love that has never been me and always felt a little lonely anyway.”
Love 2.0 demands wholeness within yourself; it burns off old overlays and mistruths, it is raw, open, deep, and free. You must have the ability to sit in the middle of your own soul fire and look at everything being placed in front of you. You also must be ok with your life radically changing. When you have been thoroughly charred by your own spiritual cleanout, you find you can’t tolerate relationships with others that aren’t truth based. I looked around my world and realized, “I was never supposed to fit in. I was born to be different, to live a new potential, even if that potential was hard and lonely at times.” A brief thought passed through my mind, “do I just start collecting cats now or will they just start showing up at my door?” A distraction and a humor moment that brought some levity to the contrast of what I was feeling as I watched my old life clear out without knowing what was coming in my new life.
As I have embraced Love 2.0 within myself, things are changing and changing rapidly. I’ve been letting the Love 1.0 overlays fall off me; I call it my, “going feral” stage of life and I highly recommend it, even though it is not an easy journey. I’m aligning to the principles of Love 2.0 and cultivating the relationship within myself first. I am doing this on my own without a mirror to speak of; yet with each passing day, I find that the old feeling of yearning to be loved by someone outside of me is releasing and giving way to my own inner radiance of me as love.
As I step more into alignment with myself, my outer world is slowly aligning to reflect my new perspectives. My soul community is starting to show up, new opportunities are presenting themselves, and I am being drawn to activities that bring me joy. My inner world is rich, and even that is beginning to express outwardly as my creativity blooms and nudges me to share my writing or music with the world.
If I could go back in time, I would tell my younger self the following and if you are still here reading this, then I suspect this is for you as well:
“Remember, you aren’t broken, you are just early. As alone as you might feel somedays in the way you love, there are others out there like you, we just haven’t met yet. One day, you will meet yourself, and you will find that, that is enough, I promise. In that moment, when you stop seeking love and start radiating it, you’ll also find that the life you hoped for starts arriving at your shore. It might be in small pieces at first, but the tide will eventually flow back in.”
To the Ones Who Were Told They Were Too Much
You aren’t too much.
You are the new blueprint of what love 2.0 can be: expansive, awake, and unafraid.
They said that you were overwhelming because your love made dormant hearts stir,
made half-built boundaries tremble, and made hidden wounds ache to be touched.
You weren’t too loud, you were resonant.
You weren’t too emotional, you were tuned.
You weren’t too intense, you were truth in a body looking someone in the eyes and saying: “See me. Let me see you. Let’s be real here.”
And if they couldn’t? That wasn’t rejection. That was resonance misunderstood by a system not yet updated.
You are not broken. You are the update.
You are not too much. You are the invitation.
And the one who can meet you in this?
They’re out there, also feeling like maybe they’re too much, waiting for the mirror of you.
Hold your note. Your echo is coming and while you hold that note, radiate your love.
On becoming the Merlin 