Below are a few brief thoughts I wanted to share with you all before I get back to doing what I should really be doing. (That ever-growing pile of clothes next to my bed isn’t going to fold itself?)
A wonderful description of love I came across today, from this poem:
“I have one way
to be happy
and she is that way.”
I believe it is easy to forget the love others have for us and the love that exists in our lives, the same way it is easy to forget the existence of stars, and whole worlds that orbit them, while living under the dark night skies of a downtown somewhere.
We are not just this conversation on the sidewalk under a streetlamp. We are not that failed hour of practicing piano that turned into watching YouTube videos, or the forgotten promise to walk the dog. We are what they are – all those stars and distant, distant planets.
We are the entire universe “becoming conscious of itself.” We are energy the same way starlight and symphonies and ocean currents are energy – but we also have love.
“If you are comforted
by this thought you are welcome
to keep it.”