Something to Think About

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart.

Louise Erdrich

 

Life has taught me love is the answer. Love shines a light in the darkness. It is the songbird in my live oak tree. It is a neighbor waving at me as I drive off. It is the welcoming smile of people at my gym or church or market. I’ve discovered love surrounds me. And, it has made all the difference in my life.

Have you had similar experiences?

Has love pulled you through the dark, painful times?

Have you discovered love in its myriad expressions?

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“The God Who Only Knows Four Words” Poem by Hafiz

The God Who Only Knows Four Words

Every

Child

Has known God,

Not the God of names,

Not the God of don’ts,

Not the God who ever does

Anything weird,

But the God who only knows four words

And keeps repeating them, saying:

“Come dance with Me.”

Come

Dance.

“Transience” ~ Poem by Sarojini Naidu

Transience

Nay, do not grieve tho’ life be full of sadness,
Dawn will not veil her splendour for your grief,
Nor spring deny their bright, appointed beauty
To lotus blossom and ashoka leaf.

Nay, do not pine, tho’ life be dark with trouble,
Time will not pause or tarry on his way;
To-day that seems so long, so strange, so bitter,
Will soon be some forgotten yesterday.

Nay, do not weep; new hopes, new dreams, new faces,
The unspent joy of all the unborn years,
Will prove your heart a traitor to its sorrow,
And make your eyes unfaithful to their tears.

Poem by Tagore on Grief & Love

Say not in grief that she is no more
but say in thankfulness that she was
A death is not the extinguishing of a light,
but the putting out of the lamp
because the dawn has come.

– R. Tagore

Today’s Quote by Carol Gilligan on Love

Maybe love is like rain. Sometimes gentle, sometimes torrential, flooding, eroding, joyful, steady, filling the earth, collecting in underground springs. When it rains, when we love, life grows.

Carol Gilligan