Posted in Arrival of Love, Magic of Love, Shaped by love, tagged love is a thousand little things, surprise of love, unexpected love on May 2, 2013 |
Love…
…transforms people and alters lives. No one remains the same after it finds them. Much like wind and weather bends and shapes a sapling; each of us is by love formed and fashioned.
From the book “Come to My Senses” by Peter McWilliams
Love…
no matter
what you
feel it for,
is still love.
The object does not
change the emotion.
But the emotion
quite often
changes the object.
Posted in Arrival of Love, Gift of Love, Magic of Love, tagged love reawakened, many faucets of love, surprise of love on April 24, 2013 |
Love …
…usually arrives unpredictably like a rain shower. No matter how much you try to anticipate its arrival, you don’t really know it has begun until love is upon you.
Written by an unknown/anonymous writer
Right now
someone
you haven’t
met is out
there
wondering
what it
would be
like to
meet someone
like you.
Posted in Looking for Love, Mystery of love, Power of Love, tagged love reawakened, surprise of love, love expressed simply on April 16, 2013 |
Love…
…is found much like a determined prospector digging for gold; one has to have a belief he or she is going to find it in the first place. ‘Striking it rich’ in love becomes probable only with an unwavering conviction it is possible.
From “Love and Truth” by American writer Kathryn Vance-Perez
If you told
me today our
being together
would result
in heartbreak
I would still
choose to be
with you because
I believe that
truly living life
is in the experiences
not the outcomes.
Posted in Mystery of love, Paradox of love, Strength of Love, tagged love is a thousand little things, many faces of love, surprise of love on April 5, 2013 |
Love…
…”IS”; simply and unequivocally. There is no absolute proof it exists or a certain plausible explanation for how it works. With a knowing that exceeds rational thought there is no doubt; love was, is and shall be always.
Poet, fiction-writer and philosopher C. Joybell C.
Before,
I wanted
to say:
“I found love!”
But now,
I want
to say:
“I found a person.
And he belongs
to me and
I belong to him.
Posted in Mystery of love, Risk of Love, Unpredictable Love, tagged love is complicated, rediscovering love, surprise of love on April 3, 2013 |
Love…
…is a mystery to never completely solved. It is a question for which no complete answers exist. Every heart loves differently making as many different kinds of love as there are people.
From “Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman” by Haruki Murakami
I sometimes
think that
people’s hearts
are like
deep wells.
Nobody knows
what’s at
the bottom.
All you can do
is imagine by
what comes
floating to
the surface
every once
in a while.
Posted in Arrival of Love, Hope and Possibility, Risk of Love, tagged love reawakened, rediscovering love, surprise of love on March 29, 2013 |
Love…
…is the longest four letter word in the English language. To understand, one need only consider the eternity it takes before a response after telling someone for the first time that you love him or her.
Canadian author and speech pathologist Vesna Bailey
…you are
my rainbow
to keep.
My eyes
will always
be watching
you;
never will
I lose
sight of
you.
Posted in Mystery of love, Paradox of love, Unpredictable Love, tagged love is a thousand little things, loving kindness, surprise of love on March 10, 2013 |
Love…
…is part known fact and part enigma; both explainable and inexplicable at the same time. You know for certain when it’s present yet can offer no concrete proof what so ever to anyone else of what you feel.
French-speaking Swiss author Germaine de Staël
Love
is the
emblem
of
eternity;
it confounds
all notion
of time;
effaces
all
memory
of a
beginning;
all fear
of an end.
Posted in Arrival of Love, Gift of Love, Mystery of love, tagged love is complicated, many faucets of love, surprise of love on March 4, 2013 |
Love…
…sends no advance warning nor does it knock on the door of the heart before entering. It is a surprise guest that moves in and takes up residence without notice. Love is predictable only in its unpredictable arrival.
From a poem by Chilean poet and diplomat Pablo Neruda
I love you without
knowing how,
or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly,
without complexities or pride;
so I love you because
I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand
on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes
close as I fall asleep.
Posted in Arrival of Love, Love is Growing, Magic of Love, tagged rediscovering love, loving with all my senses, surprise of love on February 15, 2013 |
What Else There Is
Love…
…enhances the senses when romance is new. Colors appear brighter; touch is heightened; hearing is sensitive to the softest sigh; the smell of another becomes delicious and the taste of a kiss becomes bliss.
By Eppie Lederer better know as columnist Ann Landers
If you have love
in your life
it can make up
for a great
many things
you lack.
If you don’t
have it,
no matter
what else
there is,
it’s not enough.
Posted in Beauty of love, Power of Love, tagged surprise of love, unexpected love, wanting to be around you on February 14, 2013 |
Love…
…is in the magic of a touch that causes a sweet shutter. It is in eye contact that lights up two faces. Love is in the softness of voice one speaks to the other with. Ordinary becomes extraordinary…
American author, columnist, and political activist Orson Scott
Love shortens time,
changes the hours.
Love is invincible.
Many waters cannot
quench it
nor the floods drown.
The supreme happiness
of life is the conviction
that we are loved.
