love
from the heart
Heart pouring out
soaking another with love.
Drowned by love - a concept
Could someone's love be so big that it might literally drown you?
How horrible to drown one that you love with your abundance of love.
How much love can a person absorb, accept, allow.
If someone's heart has only a trickle of love,
how do they break the dam open?
Can they? Do they want to?
Life bombards us with ideas, concepts, commitments, shoulds and shouldn'ts.
How do we pick and choose which to accept, which to let in.
Which do we let run us?
Which do we refrain from?
How do you cuddle yourself?
Seek solace with your own arms?
Where are the other arms that I am to seek solace inside of?
I feel as if suddenly - all of a sudden -
I have aged. I suddenly look my age.
Dear Mom,
Please help Kuan Yin to supply me with endless compassion. Please help me to find the arms that will provide me with solace and strength and love; the arms that with both protect and provide. The arms that are connected to the body with which I will procreate.
I know, I need to get back into action.
It is all in my hands. The creation of my life. The search for the arms of solace.
I cannot choose a man that I want to help.
I can choose a man I want to build something with.
The architect gave me hope. He was driftwood. I am getting near the shore. The circus guy was driftwood too.
What is next to do to find land? I may find an island (bigger driftwood) before I find land.
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