All that really matters...is love

Love is one element, that, when withheld, can actually kill us. A human with no love is emotionally starved, and will die.

The power of love is infinite.

The variety of love is limitless.

The healing power of love is miraculous.

The capacity to which we are capable of love is immeasurable.

There is only infinity when we speak of love. Any limitations are based on our own perceptions.

One of the marvelous things about getting older is recognizing that it is possible to love so many people in so many ways and yet the supply never runs low, it only continues to flow.

Love is, truly, all that really matters. Whether it is the love you feel for a child, for your lover, for your mother or father or deepest friends, for your dog or cat, nature, or God...love is the beautiful glue that binds us, that strengthens us, that inspires us.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Judy Garland

Take a moment, during this season of love, to consider the myriad ways in which you love and are loved.

To do so is to discover riches beyond measure.

-Stevie

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