I do not try to define love; for me it simply is.
I bring to you a fragment of my journey with love, in all of its forms. May it touch your heart as you remember your own hourney with love.
As with all our life’s experiences, there is a blance; the light and the dark, the yin and the yang, the ego and the spiritual, the loneliness and the fullness, the pain and the ultimate peace of that inner knowing of the divine self.
As I have, so you you have your Language Of Love.