Whom shall I love? “Whichever one needs it most in the moment.” For she or he is the Christface set before me.
“There’s something happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear.” Except to the child-mind and -heart
Your shame knows that imitating love for the sake of acceptance is dishonest.
Love is not a noun. Nor a goal. Love is creating. Uniquely.
Selected excerpts to progressively introduce this rich and old topic to the curious
Right and wrong are “written on our HEARTS,” not on our minds. Ultimately, our ego minds always get right wrong.