Love Remains

This week has been full of beautiful encounters and rough, rocky spots, nights of deep rest and waking hours of waiting and listening. Sometimes a river of tears emerges as I become aware of the deep pain that exists in the world and even in the lives of those near at hand. I can't really hold it very long. I'm not that strong. I keep trying to follow a path of Love. There is a lot of unknowing. At least Love remains.

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