…lifts us up where we belong
…makes the world go ’round
…is all ya need
it is not a feeling but a state of being.
“i have forgotten all my learnings, but from knowing you I have become a scholar…”
it has to start from somewhere deep inside yourself. if you don’t have an understanding of what it means to be in love with you, how can you be able to love anyone else? everyone else is a mirror.
no one will ever be good enough without first loving yourself.
strength must come from that infinite place,
you came alone and alone you shall leave
and in between there will be beautiful people and place to love
and that is the beauty of life
it expands you
it flows through you and makes you look at the world with child-like eyes of wonder
“The lovely one whispers under her breath, and you go mad, witless, no reason left…O Lord, what is this chant, what magic art, that weaves its spell on even a stone heart?” ~Rumi
where your thoughts end, love begins
“…en el amor como agua de mar te has destado:
mido apenas los ojos mas extensos del cielo
y me inclino a tu boca para besar la tierra”
“…in love you have loosened yourself like sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky’s most spacious eyes
and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth.”
where there is love there is no question.
in love, the impossible becomes possible
No one can measure, not even poets, how much a heart can hold.