Neil Durso

Cheryl loving me

When the wind whistles through my helmet, I sometimes hear whispers mixed into it.

Love knows no fear. Only terror:)

“Fearsomeness is false power, and I am not false. Love holds no space for fear. And I AM love…”

There’s something happening here… Stop, children, what’s that sound?

“There’s something happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear.” Except to the child-mind and -heart

Parents, remember? Exercise your soul today

Moments of pure loving as we held and simply adored our babies… What happens to those?

I am being loved (2). You. Your Power. A Christface

Each of you who has loved me has been God’s face for those moments

I am being loved

I like that wording more than, “I am loved,” or, “I am loved by God,” or even, “God loves me.” Feels more intimate, breathing with aliveness. “Am being.”