Love is as essential to me as the air that I breathe. Without it my heart would not sing, nor would it cry. In every single day I find love. I find love in the flowers that bloom in my garden and the friends who listen kindly to my crazy notions. I find love in the touch of a hand when the little boy I never met rides by on his bike and gives me a high five just because I put my hand out. Love is written across the pages of time in the books I read and the songs I sing.
But what of the love that hurts? What of the love that isn’t as sweet as the taste of honey? Is it still love if it walks hand in hand with sorrow? Yes, it is!!! Love is the rain that refreshes my heavy heart and shows me the stars when I am surrounded by darkness. Love is the tear that falls down from heaven when I lose a friend to the other side. Love is the challenge I meet when an obstacle tries to keep me from accomplishing my goals. Love is the other side of fear that tells me not to doubt the path my inner being is leading me to. Still love is the heart break we feel when someone we care deeply about lets us go. Even though we may not realize it, in that very moment, our hearts are making way for a greater love to enter.
And how do I find love when my enemies approach? If I say to myself “I love you,” when our eyes first meet, might my heart be more open to caring about them? If I seek their good qualities and concentrate on their gift, might they also see the same in me? If I praise them and raise them up, might they not become friends?
Let love be your weapon to melt the hearts of those who might seem as cold as the icy, frozen tundra. Just as the sun melts the winter snow left behind from the storm, let your love warm the hearts of those who seem lost. Your single ray of light might be just what they needed to lift them out of the darkness that surrounds them. Let it speak as you open your mouth to tell a story. Let it shine out of your eyes and brighten the lives of others.
Love was the blue butterfly that landed on my hand and whispered to my heart that everything was going to be okay just hours before I learned my brother had left this earth. I cried and cried and cried that day until my tears ran dry. Yet in my heart was the love I carried for my brother and it carries me now through any difficulty that comes my way. Let your love be so great it overcomes every fear you once knew. Be kind. Be love, for it is the flame that brings light to the darkness.
This blog was inspired by The Scroll Marked II (Chapter Nine) in Og Mandino’s book The Greatest Salesman in the World. If you have not read it, please do. I am ever so thankful for this book and the awareness it has brought to my soul. I am equally grateful to the Master Key Experience. Love Noelle Suzanne.