Love is everywhere, universal. And yet somehow it remains a rare experience. When it finds us, it asks us to let it take over, asks us to surrender. It is a living breathing thing that exists with an urgent, magnetic purpose - it wants to take us somewhere, it wants to take us home. The degree to which we are willing to allow it to move us, is directly related to how much joy or suffering we experience from it.
Living in love is a choice we get to make in each moment.
What will you choose?
love,
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