Great Love is not definitive save for the Friend who speaks to and through us.
In this instance I am shy about using the word “God” since that three letter word is so often abused or denied. So too do we misunderstand or abnegate we have a soul unique and, dare I say, divine? Or imply “divinely given”? It is my nature--and if it be true of me it is equally so with you and all life--to love.
"The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along."
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.”
--Rumi
It is my custom to arise before sunrise to greet every gifted day. And in these hours find myself strolling though the quotes of memorable others who remain. . . . It is not an addiction or dependency since I miss occasionally when impelled to write; without guilt or shame. In the burgeoning collection I have a few who seem more ‘stellar’ than others yet equal in voicing messages reaching across the years and express love for all of us who remain.
Like the Friend, it matters not what we call this time of quiet: meditation, prayer or contemplation, the result is always that same, fearless days.
“Give what you have. To someone, it may be better than you dare to think.”
-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
