I am afraid if I stop loving I will not be able to love again. It took me a long time to find. It took a miracle. Lighting would have to strike twice in the same place for me to love again. What do I do with the love inside me?

     Love is a consciousness. Now I know. Old love doesn’t have to die and I don’t need a striking miracle to find love again. I can awaken love in other places by becoming aware of them, by acknowledging them, by appreciating them. My heart can be big. The scope and range of my love can be incredibly vast. I am constantly seeing to its expansion, to making it accommodating to new things, clearing hate and misunderstanding out my mental state. Some things are compelling. They engulf my focus. When these engulfing things become...

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