Lots of people in my life right now need a lot of love. Far from this being a burdon on me, I'm finding an amazing freedom in giving that love. What I've had a difficult time grasping for a very long time, is that there is no end to love. It's not even a renewable resource—it's simply an inexhaustible one. How wonderful is that?
Not only is the supply abundant, but the delivery is effortless. Coming from a place of love, I don't struggle over the words. I just trust my instinct and do or say what feels right.
I've learned that hoarding love, saving it up, judging who deserves to share it, is pointless and tiresome. A friend recently asked me, "What else is there besides love? Doesn't everything come down to love?" I'm beginning to agree with her.
Posted by honu at March 4, 2004 02:31 AM | TrackBack