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The Power To Love

Posted in Gift of Love, Power of Love, Strength of Love, tagged , , on April 22, 2013 |

Love…
…is a suit of armor for the spirit and a strengthener of will and fortitude. Love amplifies and makes better all that is good and diminishes and makes easier to bear the bad.

American poet and greeting card producer Susan Polis Schutz
strengthlovegm1This life is yours.
Take the power to choose
what you want to do
and do it well.
Take the power to love
what you want in life
and love it honestly.
Take the power
to walk in the forest
and be a part of nature.
Take the power to control
your own life. No one else
can do it for you.
Take the power
to make your life happy.

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Strengthens A Loving Heart

Posted in Lasting love, Power of Love, Strength of Love, tagged , , on April 14, 2013 |

Love…
…shows a profoundly innate quality when the heart grants forgiveness. It is usually the difference between the death of love or its rebirth. Forgiveness strengthens a loving heart.

Australian poet, playwright and novelist Alison Croggon
heartbeatWe are all
mistaken
sometimes;
sometimes we do
wrong things,
things that have
bad consequences.
But it does not
mean we are evil,
or that we cannot
be trusted
ever afterward.

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Nothing More…

Posted in Mystery of love, Paradox of love, Power of Love, tagged , , on March 30, 2013 |

Love…
…comes to those who still hope even though they’ve been disappointed; to those who still believe even though they’ve been betrayed; to those who still love even thought they’ve been hurt before.

By an obscure author known only as J.H. Li
sunset love !189062198_926b4aca9bThere is nothing
more painful
than seeing
someone
you love
loving
someone else.
But there is
nothing more
rewarding than
seeing two
people you love
loving each other.

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All My Own

Posted in Mystery of love, Power of Love, Risk of Love, tagged , , on March 24, 2013 |

Love…
…lives in one of a kind hearts, each made unique by memories stored and grief accumulated; by kindness stockpiled and good and bad feelings saved; by tenderness collected and heartbreak gathered. These and more plough and cultivate the heart till it becomes either soft and fertile or withered and hard.

German writer, artist, and politician Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
heart of diffussed lightAll the
knowledge
I possess
everyone
else can
acquire,
but my
heart
is all
my
own.

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With All That You Are

Posted in Inspiration of love, Missing You, Strength of Love, tagged , , on March 13, 2013 |

Love…
…that is given time, heals. Our days apart brought a clear knowing of how much you mean to me. Alone in the quiet within myself, I listened to my heart and it whispered loudly, “you love him still with all that you are”.

Dutch-born Catholic priest and writer Henri Nouwen
daydreaming-daydreaming-31008775-553-694Somewhere
we know
that without
silence,
words
lose their
meaning,
that without
listening,
speaking
no longer
heals,
that without
distance,
closeness
cannot
cure.

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Safe Harbor

Posted in Comfort of being loved, Loving Care, Power of Love, tagged , , on March 1, 2013 |

Love…
…creates a place of shelter within a loved ones heart. Nothing nor anyone can take away the safe harbor found there. Not distance, nor sickness or even death can destroy it.

From “A Life for a Life by English novelist and poet Dinah Craik
middle_age_coupleOh, the comfort;
the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person;
having neither to weigh thoughts
nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out,
just as they are,
chaff and grain together;
certain that a faithful hand
will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping,
and then with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away.

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What Is Deepest

Posted in Admiration, Inspiration of love, Power of Love, tagged , , on February 21, 2013 |

Love…
…knows of imperfection, but cares little about it. What is good and virtuous is amplified. Flaws and deficiency are diminished. Through the eyes of love we lift another to their greatest height.

French philosopher & Jesuit priest Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
asian-coupleLove alone
is capable
of uniting
living beings
in such a way
as to complete
and fulfill them,
for it alone
takes them
and joins them
by what is deepest
in themselves.

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All The More Loveable

Posted in Beauty of love, Comfort of being loved, Little Things, tagged , , on January 21, 2013 |

Love…
…is knowing someone down to their childish silliness and learning to love them for it. It’s seeing clearly what at first one wishes would change, then realizing it’s a piece of the beloved that unexpectedly makes the person all the more loveable.

American author, biographer and novelist Elizabeth M. Gilbert
im_35To be
fully seen
by somebody,
then,
and be
loved anyhow -
this is a human
offering
that can
border
on miraculous.

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Shadows of Another Day

Posted in Mystery of love, Risk of Love, Unpredictable Love, tagged , , on December 21, 2012 |

Love…
…once known, lives always. Time may reduce the space someone loved in the past holds in the heart, but they are always there. Whether the learning from each one was what to do or not do, all of love’s experiences form the knowledge of how you know to love.

Taken from a poem called “Perfect Strangers” by Deep Purple
old love lettersCan you remember my name
As I flow through your life,
A thousand oceans I have flown;
And cold spirits of ice;
I am the echo of your past.
I am returning the echo
of a point in time
Distant faces shine,
A thousand warriors I have known;
And laughing as the spirits appear;
Shadows of another day.

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Hearts Soar With Delight

Posted in Mystery of love, Pain of Love, Power of Love, tagged , , on November 27, 2012 |

Love…
…amplifies everything! Good times become better. Heartbreak becomes worse. Happiness becomes more joyful. Abandonment becomes utter grief. When those in love are irresponsible, hearts crash in misery. But when loved ones behave with wisdom, hearts soar with delight.

Adapted from a thought written by an author unknown
Every time
I miss you,
a star falls.
So if you ever
look up at the sky
and the stars
are gone,
it’s because
I miss you
too much!

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