Love. Is it him whom love is flowing thru that I love? Or is it love itself? It must be both. There is nothing quite like that feeling of this force of nature called Love when it radiates out from another being and we receive it. But when it is matched, then in an exact same moment, by our own cosmic release of this untouchable, unexplainable force toward another, the collision of the unseen is experienced; it is worth every other moment of waiting for it. I tell myself this, and yet it is the waiting that has caused me so much grief.
“I’ll never forget the day I saw him coming toward me in the street. The man who had murdered my father right in front of me. The instant I saw him, I could hardly breathe. I felt nauseous. I wanted to run but my legs were dead weight like my feet were stuck in cement … Continue reading How Do You Forgive the Unforgiveable?
To the child that is still in you and me To the child who is living in poverty To the children who are longing to be loved, and to be free To the children who are still chained in slavery... We are fighting for you because we know you cannot We hear your silent screams … Continue reading Love the Child
I know a man who is in his sixties. He lost his wife, the love of his life. He didn't know when or how it would happen and how it would affect his life. It devastated him. It took him out of the normal flow of connection, joy, abundance, and grace he has lived his life … Continue reading A World of Hope