A Lovely Day

With any luck at all, I die daily, and wake up celebrating my own birth. However, once a year I have the privilege of celebrating coming into the Earth with this package of attributes called "God,I am grateful" Ifamodupe. It is a wonderous experience and one well worth celebration and I am blessed to be surrounded by an amazing group of friends, family and loved ones who want to celebrate this day as well. I want to say thank you to everyone who has shared this benchmark with me. I have had an amazing year full of excitement, passion, tears, work, music, pain, love, change, in short life. A year full of Life. I am grateful for every bit of it. And I intend to increase the volume, intensity, and bass for the coming year(s). God is good and so is everything God has made, including me, including you.
I had an aha moment this morning....All my life I've complained about my birthday being so close to Thanksgiving...It has been God's way of reminding me to start the party now! So, even though it weirds me out when people talk to themselves in the third person, I wake up every morning and say of myself, what for. I say "Ifamodupe for a wonderful life. Ifamodupe for a day of infinite possibility and perfect opportunity. Ifamodupe for God as my source."

Creation is finished. Unfoldment, not hardly...Watch out!

Ordinary pain

"We must make the distinction between pain and suffering. We will all experience pain in life. Suffering, however, is caused by the story we tell ourselves about the pain." Rev. Kevin Kitrell Ross

I love watching movies, all kinds. I remember watching those love stories when people would break up and the girl would be standing there dramatically still with her chin lifted and the sun setting behind her on a horizon slightly out of focus , with a solid tear rolling down whatever cheek was closest to the camera. Doesn't the thought of it just make your heart swell? I would be watching thinking, "What is she thinking ?"

My break-ups never look like that. Or, I should say, I never look like that going through a break up. I have two reactions: One is the absence of reaction, meaning I don't feel anything, either from repression of emotion or just plain lack of interest. In other words I've moved on. The other reaction is messy. Mascara everywhere, front of my shirt soaking wet, eyes swollen, nose running, heart wrenching, high drama. I just indulge my every feeling and leave no angst unexpressed. And I should clarify, by breakups I mean any sudden separation, especially the undesirable, or unexplained. The truth is , breakups aren't really that bad. They are kinda like all the other things we might anticipate happening and choose how and who we will be in and through them. What would it be like if we chose Love?

I thought about it facing this last breakup and chose to indulge Spirit instead of the crazy lady I usually become. "In the space between when God said, 'wrong way,' and gave me the next direction." I chose to just be in the Love that I know is available to me anytime and anyplace. Going and coming is inevitable,okay maybe just the going(lol). At any rate, we get to be with ourselves no matter the traffic. It serves us well to know just who we are spending all this time with. It is all the time we have.

If we know who we are and the Love that lives in, as, and through us, we can know that is true for everyone else. Not only that, we then become clear about what we have to offer and just how magnificent we are. Enter Peace

In this inner stillness and sureness of Divine Love everywhere a breakup is like running out of ice cream. Moving on with the assurance there is more to have, but, "Awww.... that's over." Maybe that's what she's thinking.

A Little Better

Dream A Little...

For one day, this one

for one breath, this one

for one moment, this one

with no limits

no discouragement

no past

no witnesses

no precedence

just imagination

just God

just your heart

as if fire didn't burn

walk through it

as if water didn't drown

swim the ocean

as if you couldn't fall

leap

as if you couldn't fail

love yourself

enough

to tell the truth

quickly

I am...

Perfect, Whole, and Complete

You got male...

I got a love letter, filled
with never-minded thoughts
I had thought better
left unsaid
About how I begged
to differ when
I made the difference
How I was bred a winner
and practiced diminishing
the self with arms too short
to box with it's own divinity
but long enough
to reach for a mirror in the middle
of the night, or
I should say reflection
to hold me tight
In sickness and in health
In poverty and in wealth
through the fire
to be the choir that ushers the
presence of God into my sanctuary
He said...
He wished I'd never loved another
before him because
then I would have no fear of my own perfection
If I didn't have so many possessions
there'd be no cause for alarm
I would rest in his protection
With no assumption of harm
We would recognize that all things work together
for the good of those that love God
even after they find her, within
We could be friends, lovers, biologicals,
I shouldn't mind at all
to belt out a song slightly out of my range
cry when I am in pain
pray or curse
without shame
Because he would know how I knew him
by how I knew me
And this was a love letter
On tear and blood-stained paper he told me
how his knuckles and knees were raw
from praying
for me to remember my own beauty
and now he'd taken to wrestling angels until
our dreams came true
I thought he said I didn't think anyone could love me
but I read it wrong
he said "I didn't think.
Anyone could love me
And that I probably read that last line wrong
Kinda hurt my feelings, but I read on
he said
I should cook more
Yes, beacause he has to eat
but also because
In my pots are the secrets to world peace
In the kitchen every kind of love is made
Yes, Please, he said,
be barefoot and pregnant there
naked and vulnerable
When you are
I savor the taste of your tone
like it is fried in butter
You are freshly brewed sweet tea
Satsifyingly stout yet honey-like
Only your heart has the strenghth
to hold this mystery
The history of the earth would be greatly altered
If you could give yourself permission to trust it
Why must it be us and them
It wouldn't if we more frequently met over plates where
hot sauce and cane syrup ran together
You must follow your dreams they are prophecies
And Although we may not seem to make each others
way easier
We do make each other way easier
Going and coming is inevitable
maybe just the going
but I know you remember as I do coming into this world alone
As one, carrying within only that which we came to create
We didn't know what co-dependency was
But they taught us so well
we have had to fight to remember ourSelf
so we didn't have to fight to remember each other.

Fly! Be. Free!

Freedom. A concept that we tend to profess as near and dear to our hearts. I believe that most people value their freedom to some degree. And then the value is increased as we feel our freedom is being infringed upon in some way. In other words we take our freedom for granted much of the time. And we get away with it, or so it seems.
Recently in my life that I have had to release several people and some places. I found myself at a crossroads. Not deciding whether or not to let them go, that was done. But the way in which I would "break-up".

Now, as many of us I have had some break-ups in the past. Break-ups with men, landlords, sister-friends, even clients. Many of those separations were ugly by any standard. I have endured a great amount of discomfort because of the choices I have made about who I would be on my way out. I realize that it doesn't have to be that way. But I recall impulses that I sometimes still feel however faintly. Impulses to retaliate for some perceived or even imagined injustice that has led to our pending or present separation or to avoid the entire situation and exit by default (really exit by da'fool.lol).

Truth is...

We come into this world alone. The space through which we enter only has room for one at a time.(That's a whole 'nother conversation.lol) And when we leave our bodies, we will do so alone. Our only accompanying Presence is that of God. When separation is upon us and another or a situation it is a completely natural progression of events. It is absolutely the most likely occurrence that circumstances betwixt ourselves and another will change. And if that change is separation, our reaction will tell us the story of what freedom means to us. Is it a violent tearing, a gentle release with laughter and or tears, a solemn dismissal, or maybe a complete withdrawal of emotion displayed as callous disregard for the moment.
We choose how we will express in each moment. But our real power lies in our willingness to choose our freedom. It is that freedom that brings us to the place of our greatest possibility for full expression. Another way to say that is we recognize that we are free to be any way we wish at any moment. Then go on to the business of being that which we wish. Regardless of the circumstances that surround us.
The reason that birds are always associated with freedom is because they fly above the earth. The view from above the circumstance is always broader and encompasses more of the possibility, less of the problem. There is a time where navigation of the space just ahead is appropriate from a logistical standpoint. And there is also the time to stand in the place of God and see the impossible dream the divine vision, that would be most of the time. After all we are called to move forward in our lives through every experience with the expectation that what will occur is for our highest good. Even if we get scared we have the freedom to choose to be courageous. So GO HARD!

Who Knows?

I believe children are amazing. Especially the ones that are still honest enough to say "I don't know." as an answer to questions like "Why did you do that?"

As adults we often stand there looking at them with our mouths open and a puzzled look in our eyes and depending on the amount of patience available to us at that moment, anger rising in our chest and throat. The truth is we are probably reacting to our own ambivalence. When someone asks me why I did or do something that is, first of all, questionable, I often wish I had the courage to not only say I don't know but then take the time to investigate it. Imagine that.

One of my dearest friends often tells me, while helping me to investigate things such as this, that the question is far more important than the answer. I believe her. And here is a perfect example. What do we ask ourselves when trying to uncover the hidden meaning behind our own actions. Actions that we feel warrant questioning. I make this distinction because there are many things we do that we will never question mainly because they are clearly lined up with our values or they are lined up with what makes us look good. In the case of the latter we may not be present to any lack of integrity that exists because our mask has not cracked, so to speak.

But in the cases where we and the whole world is like WTF! The questions become very important. We can take these experiences in as a practice. A practice in uncovering the unseen. Nobody can see the thoughts and impulses that drive and action. And if the action is your own then you should at least have the option of being honest with yourself. There are people who are able in real time and complete integrity tell you exactly why they did anything that you can point to in their lives past or present. Self-awareness has allowed them to see clearly and choose what has and will move them through life. I am a work in progress and a chick in practice in this regard. My commitment to self realization has brought me to many a mirror and made me open my eyes to the truth about me. Although it has been very painful at times I am grateful for the practice.

In the spirit of Resurrection I must say that those that know don't die like those that don't know. So I challenge you to know yourself. Even if you choose to keep the knowledge a secret for some time, give yourself the option. In reality, no matter how we try, everybody can see that which we believe is true, especially about ourselves. And most of all, love yourself. There will be things about ourselves that we will lay to rest. It is love that resurrects the higher truth in its place. We must enter into knowledge of self with the humility of knowing God created that which we are investigating. We are looking inward for the truth of our being. Letting that which is unlike our true selves, made in the image and likeness of God, fall away. We no longer have any use for it.

If you have ever prayed the prayer of Jabez asking to enlarge your territory; you have asked for a new frontier in you life, uncharted, unknown. When we ask for what we don't know anything about how often do we examine how we react to the unknown. Hope , awe, and wonder? or Criticism, judgement, and fear? A good test to see where we are right now is how we react when we ask someone why they did something, and they say"I don't know?"

Could you be LOVE(d)!?

I am always nervous when I am dating someone and my heart starts to swell. Even though to speak of Love is taboo I live my life by my heart and how it moves. For me there is no wiggle room around love. Maybe around romance, but not around love as I feel it, or don't feel it and affirm it. I know that all God is, is Love and Love in it's truest is GOD. I only worry that one of us won't remember in the throes of passion that God is here on my sleeve, as selfish as it sounds. I think sometimes that I'm scared my God will get bruised. It's really my ego that I'm afraid for.Which of us will be brave and take the plunge into the depths of the heart? Who will step into the light of love professed fully without regard for the response? Who will love first, me? I'm scared but I'll probably do it anyway. It's fun to have been brave. Before, I don't know. Then you have to ask yourself, or at least I do, can you really lose in love.

They say artists don't care what other people think. I'm not sure that is the whole truth but what if we were to love as an art;not for gain of any sort, not for popularity, not for anything, just for the sake of love. It is said that for lovers and angels everything sparkles. Would the world then sparkle for us. Would God's omnipresence then become real to us, and we would begin to see God everywhere? Would small things take on new dimensions? We may gain a sixth sense, a sense of the miraculous. It is a reminder that being in love is not just for couples it is found there but it is for us all individually. When you find yourself in love you find yourself, connected with all things, divine. Love someone else from there, I dare you. Better yet love everyone from there. Allow the world to sparkle brighter than the dimming thoughts of what may or may not occur as a result of loving. We are each responsible for setting the atmosphere for a miracle to occur in our lives. And be not confused, when someone loves you it is miraculous, especially when that someone is you. Loving ourselves enough to feel the miracle of God within is an absolute act of gratitude. I will never believe that there is something you can do to deserve or earn God's love or care. I do however believe that we can choose to not accept God's love.

Maybe you have had the experience of anticipating God's response to something you've done, I have. I have also experienced a self-fulfilling prophecy. I tend to think these two experiences easily align. You must decide this for yourself. I diligently guard against my brains efforts to wrap itself around God. I contemplate the qualities of God and imagine them emanating from myself as I know I am made in God's image and likeness. But I am clear that I will not wrap my mind around God, except to box God in, thereby blocking the miraculous. There is a reason why it's called eternal.

Take a breath. Bring to mind whatever would make you fall in love with life itself. Bring to mind that which you feel will make your life a perfect experience of God. Whatever it is, money, job, relationship, behavior, whatever it is. I acknowledge that this is thing is important. It is important to you, to me and to God. Now, take another breath. Give it color, shape and size and hold it in your hand, both hands if need be. Now, give yourself permission to release it to God. Watch it leave your hand level with your heart and dissolve into the presence of God that surrounds you. Know in your heart, it is done. God loves you and whatever it is that we imagine is the holdup is subject to what we know and can imagine. God is not. Therefore, we know that the highest and best good that is for us may well be beyond what we can fathom. Still, we open ourselves, our minds, our hearts, lives, arms to receive just that; our best and highest good.
Be Blessed, Be Well, Be Present.

"It won't be long, it's not very far away. You will see me in an abundance of blessings!" African proverb.

Things we hold, Dear.

It is apparent that in every moment of our lives we are creating something, believing in something, focused on something. It is whatever our lives are. And, at any moment we can choose what that we create, believe in and focus on, even change it if you will.

When I asked a very wise and trusted mentor about the events that seem to recur without my conscious consent. She simply replied those are the "things we hold, Dear." Those thoughts and beliefs that we refuse to release whether or not they serve us. These issues will continue to make themselves apparent to us without our conscious consent, choosing or desire. Our souls know much better than we think we do. The Christ within will clean house. The question is then, will we let the clutter go. Because in essence that is what a belief that no longer serves us amounts to. What happens is that beliefs drive behavior and experiences. So we end up with a bunch of (inside expletive here) crap happening and piling up in our lives.

Here's the good news, we have everything we need to keep this under control. I discovered the same thing that makes me look in a mirror when I pass one, second-guess my decisions; the driving force behind my impulse to fish for compliments is the one thing that can help me here. In the words of Kanye West "I'm so self-conscious..." Finally I can use my powers for good.

Self conscious means to be conscious/aware of oneself or one's own being. This awareness of our being; our thoughts, beliefs, and the actions they motivate determine, to a great degree, the quality of our lives.

Take a breath. Right now in this moment I challenge you to want the very best for yourself. Want it baaaaaaaaad! Bad enough to pay attention to what you're thinking every moment like you are guarding your most precious possession, yourself. Just take notice of what you really believe. If it seems convoluted to glean it(what you believe) from your thoughts then look at what you do and what your life is doing. Just take notice for a while. Do not judge yourself, love yourself. Remember that love and judgement, in this sense, cannot coexist. Then in the power of all the love that you can give yourself right where you are, make a choice. Choose what you believe in. Choose where you will place your focus. Choose your thoughts. Choose what you will create. Use your power for Go(o)d.

Be Well, Be Present, Beloved.

Almost Sprung

I love how in a moment of clarity we question how someone else could do what they do, that seems to us, to be so far off the mark. Maybe without our projected interference they are not off the mark at all or even just a smidge(is that a word?). At any rate, when you miss it could be a moment or a mile. It can all be very devastating. To stay focused enough to try again rather than lamenting our failure is a gift few have been/are willing to accept. This is my prayer for myself and I will share it with you as we prepare for spring and the coming anew of all life;

God I thank you in advance for allowing me to see beyond my own faults and press toward the mark. I thank you that in every moment I have the courage to choose your love over all distractions that may be calling me to build a web around myself of self pity and mediocrity. Instead, I am in awe of the beauty of your call. The sweetness of your voice. I am surrounded by your love and light inside and out. I am safe remembering Life is for me. God is for me. Whatever is against me I give no recognition. It has no place in my thoughts because I know that through the Christ in me, my thoughts become things. So I am thinking only of those things that God has given to me for us to create knowing that whatever there is for me to do is set right before me and the rest will be. In the infinity that God is I cannot fathom the way that things get done . Knowing God I know that they are done. I remember that the provision is made for me before I have knowledge of it's need or even want. I am made always aware of the care and attention that has been place on details in the crafting of the universe by simply looking at nature; At the turn of the season; At the flowers; At the trees. I look at my own body and know that every crevice, turn and point and curve were masterfully intentional. I am crafted by the most high God. I remain as a "unique unrepeatable miracle of God"(Rev. Kevin Kitrell Ross). I am grateful that the majority of its functions God tends everyday and I have not ever controlled. These are the things that work just fine just as all other laws of God including my thoughts become things. As a man thinketh...My thoughts turn to gratitude to the nature of God and return to gratitude. Amen and Ashe

A Life Worth Loving

I have recently been reminded of what I am fighting for. I believe that the fight, If you want to call it that, takes place within. It is a struggle to have the divine ideas we are blessed with inspire us to action inspite of any fear or inhibitions we may have. We are challenged to have the presence of mind to remember who we are and take steps in fulfillment of our destiny. While our lives unfold and we become more our true selves - In the image and likeness of God- we become increasingly aware of our true power. And we are called to stand in our power. There are people in our lives who aid us in this process.

Our first thought of the people who help us most in this process may be ministers, counselors, teachers, maybe even Oprah. For me, these people have all played a significant role in my spiritual growth. But the real 'blood and bone' work has come from more intimate relationships. Lovers, friends, family, and ex's. I have learned my greatest lessons from moments that looked like I risked it all and fell flat on my face. Those things that I did in the name of love and Love began to reveal it's self to me, through me. I have come closer the center of the universe, closer to Source, closer to God, closer to Self by moving in the direction that my heart has. My soul knows what it needs. I have only to express a willingness to experience whatever is necessary for my soul to get what it needs. In short, step out on faith.

With time alone to contemplate the qualities of God and feel them from the inside out, an indescribable feeling comes over me that my life is the life of God. We are emissaries, if you will, of God. How can we fail? Well I guess if we are intent on failure, we can use our power to project failure onto whatever occurs in our lives. Another option is to accept where we are right now as divine order, stand in the power of who we are by creation, and choose what we will do next. Wherever we are God is, we cannot be alone.

I was laying across the bed crying the other day. If you had walked in my room you would have thought someone close to me had died. Well, you would have been right. I can almost laugh about it now but it was a part of me that passed away. I am glad to have an end to the suffering. I was hanging on to thoughts and habits that were not working for me. I had even started to define myself by these thoughts and habits so I made them part of me. I had been experiencing great discomfort in my emotions and in my body and as I sat with what I was feeling I could see where it was coming from and love myself enough to let it go. In the word of Cee-lo Green "I feel better, even a little is better..."

Take a breath....this the prayer that keeps me moving forward. It is short and simple and it "goes in" as my sister would say:

Divine Spirit within blesses me with the courage to break any remaining agreements with mediocrity and choose God in every moment.

May you be blessed and transformed. May the sweetness of life wrap around you and keep you smiling from your heart. May love come to you in everyway that you know and ways that you have not yet imagined. May you stand in you power and choose peace.

Looka Here

I often contemplate what I must believe about myself to arrive at whatever point I find myself. I have come up with any variety of answers at any given time. Even now, I hold beliefs about myself that have only become evident from observing my present environment. For example I came from the gym at 2am and showered and got in bed. When I looked around I saw my room looked like I had gotten into a fight with the retail fairy. Clothes EVERYWHERE.

I had to laugh aloud. My time working out reflects, among other things, that I value my appearance and effort. My room says the exact opposite. This dichotomy also speaks to the beliefs I am expressing. In other words as within, so without. Evidently there's conflict. So I sat myself down and began the peace talks. They are still in progress. But then again that's how a process works.

And , oh yes! If you ask me about some random discomfort that comes from the tug of war within; I will give you the standard answer "Trust the Process" Which is exponentially easier said than done. Mainly because our moment of greatest possible are are often our moments of greatest uncertainty and if you're anything like the billions of people that grew up in a capitalist society uncertainty equals despair. But what often passes for security is just the opposite. There is no security without Self. It is within. Which, incidentally, is where the conversation takes place. And also where our questions are answers. In the kingdom of Heaven, within.

So take a breath with me and take courage. Stay in it. Don't turn your face away before you behold grace. Know that it is God's pleasure to give you the kingdom. Don't be afraid. Remember God loves you and I love you, but it doesn't mean anything if you don't love yourself.

Trying to Get it Right

"The reason why don't seem to get it right, Is that timing is improved exponentially by the amount if it that we are still. And still I struggle with it like it's work and not surrender..."


What does it really mean to try and why do we say we are "trying." Why do we do that which we call "trying"?

Just the thought of it, feels somehow counterproductive. It seems as if we are factoring in failure when we "try."

I remember taking the Landmark Forum some years ago and although I don't remember the context I do remember being advised to remove the words can't and try from my vocabulary. And for some time I did. But as with any practice that has been repeated without mindfulness of the understanding or principle driving that practice I soon reverted to the old and more popular behavior of occasionally describing myself as trying. I have recently noticed in conversation I have said I was planning to try.
I am again seeing the challenge with constant trying. The act of trying is different than doing or not doing or else we would say I going to do...or not do this or that. When we say we are "going to try" to do...or not to do this or that we are acknowledging that we are struggling with it occurring or not occurring. In truth things actually happen or they do not so we are not commenting on whether or not we are going to do it, we are commenting on our perception. We are commenting on our willingness to deal with reality. We are not poised for success if we are not willing to deal with the reality of a thing. The reality is that we will do a thing or not do a thing and we will or will not be successful.
Needless to say I will again remove the word "try" from my vocabulary. But here's the thing that also need be adjusted; When I am talking about what is happening with me I will begin to choose to tell those things that I am actually doing. More than that I will be doing the thing right before me. There is something to be said for not telling everybody everything, I guess my grandmother was right(Along with Neville and several other New Age gurus). When you are talking about your vision for yourself many times you are dissipating it's clarity by factoring in other's responses. There is however a next action that you must take to get to where you are headed and whether it's a photo shoot or holding the space you are either doing it or you are not.
Imagine that the person you are talking to about your vision for yourself is there to help you with being successful in completing the next action for you to take and you're going on and on about how you're trying to hit the mark right on. Suddenly they are looking at you to see that you have your bow and arrow in hand, or they begin to ask you questions to determine if you know more than them about where the target is located.
You must see that knowing how to do something is not a prerequisite for being called to do it. Yours and other's assesment of your ability to do something does not determine your worthiness. If you don't believe me ask Moses. Or, if the bible's not your thing just think to yourself what you grew up believing one would have to be to become president of the United States and honestly compare that with who Barack Obama is.
The most important thing in our lives is to move toward the vision God has given us for our lives, with confidence. Because as long as there is breath in our bodies we can rest assured that there is still the possibility of it being our manifest reality. Yes we can.(do more than try)

Living La Vida Loca

Okay so I wake up this morning and have devotion...just like any other day....and it occurs to me that my thoughts are escaping me. "As a (wo)man thinketh..." Even as a full time artist now my schedule is off the chain. I figure at some point I thought I wouldn't have enough to do and I started to fill up my schedule with miscellaneous commitments. They are not all so miscellaneous, there is a play(in rehearsal), assisting the musical director at the church, running a spoken word project for youth, working out and then trying to create an income out of music and write and record. Oh yeah and breathe. Of course you know what lost....breathing.

I realized this morning that I hadn't taken a deep breath all day yesterday, except once on the treadmill when my back started hurting. So I stopped and committed to giving myself time to meditate twice a day, just for small amount of time or however long Spirit holds me. It is my life and I have dedicated it to God. That's so much easier said than done. For all the things I do in the name of Spirit....down to my facebook notes....I have to remember to listen. A integral part of who I am committed to being is being in the flow. I just felt my workload get a little lighter

The universe is synchronized and when we are in the flow the old saying "God will meet you halfway..." takes on a whole new meaning. In the flow we are in the space to allow ourselves to be a clearing for God to manifest in the Earth. We are the thing that God uses to get around in the world. Imagine that auto pilot is an increased presence of God as us instead of a feeling of being disconnected from what is occuring. When we talk about what is real. These bills are real, this or that disagreement is real, unemployment is real. God is real; Really everywhere, really all the power, really all there is to know. In the flow we begin to see all is well and well doesn't mean pleasant it means that God is in control, act accordingly...That's the hard part, or maybe clear when we remember what's truth.

Just in Case

Surely I have tried to be fair in love....and it seems to have gotten me wiser. And alone still, I am realizing it is the love in me and not me in love from which I get the most joy. So with myself I set out on a new journey to be fully self-expressed and I am reminded of my childhood dreams of doing this with a soul-mate or partner.
It doesn't make me sad but it did slow me for about an hour or a day(if I'm to be completely honest). In reflection I found the men I have had relationships were in fact perfect for me, at the time I was with them. Now, this me that I am birthing is a whole new woman, mind body and soul. This discovery begs the question is it possible to have a soul-mate that will endure the many incarnations of self that the Self expresses in this lifetime. Hmmmm. To that I must say that anything is possible and the probability is found in my own faith. Love is always what I am after. And when I have love I am after more love, because I know God is love. So to have God in every part of my life, I will have love in every part of my life. Not just something to fill the space but actual love.
I've found that love amplifies all that is good, in me and life. Imagine what it would do for world peace if we could give to each other unconditionally the same heartfelt love and compassion we have for a smiling baby.