I love this boy, his wide open heart and sponge of a mind, his love of the natural ways of the earth and wind, his free spirit and compassion for living things.
I love waking up to intense sunshine streaming through the front window, even when she cries, "Too briiiight!"
I love growing-slowly, painfully, crooked at times, as a fool for love, and poetry.
I love my gloriously gifted friends and artists near to my heart, for their thoughts, their brilliant locomotion and originality.
I love giving someone a chance that could save their lives.
I love this giveaway.
I love releasing again and again, as there is always something to give back to the earth for transformation.
I love this book, by Sandra Ingerman.
I love hating something about myself and finding a way to be kind and love it instead.
I love our new tax accountant! A thousand blessings on Blake!
I love the promise of Spring, the gentle and light gift it brings on the breeze, mornings warm enough to open all the windows.
I love that love is enough, in so many instances. All of them, actually. If words and actions are done with love, from a place of love for humankind and this planet, everything would be possible. Everything is possible. Right now.