That's
where we get our energy isn't it? Allowing our love to fly into the
world when we realize we see love?
So
then, race to embrace it as children eager for play.
I have
this mental image, when we're hurt by other’s harsh or rebuking responses
to such a precious gift. I see this flurry of small colorful fairies
hurrying home distraught from an errant effort of gifting.
"They couldn't open up to take us in" they'd cry in lament.
Feeling
rejected, they would hunch with wilted wings, disheartened, sadden by such
a state; then each would begin to softly sob with regret. As
compassion rises from the core of you for them, you would tend each and
every one with soft kisses upon their wet cheeks; cooing
tenderly to their disappointment as a parent comforts their crying baby.
"There, there now, other chances
will arise, this is not the end of love...fear not, try not to take it personally"
To
help love thrive, we send our fairies out.
Sometimes they succeed; sometimes they come back home discouraged.
To
help others love, we must love without concern over approval or
acceptance, but with confidence. We are, after all, original.
How
can it get any simpler?
Be
certain.

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