Love exists. It still exists. When I look around, I see it everywhere and even underneath the stressed, scared, sterile expressions and tones. I can see it maybe because I spend so much time cultivating it within myself, for myself. My teen daughters sometimes make fun of me for the time I spend on my yoga mat in silence. But I do believe that I am sending them a quiet message, showing them the importance of love and care. I also share messages with them. I sometimes write them down for them to keep. I don’t know if they are listening. I don’t know if they will ever go back to read them. But they are there. Available for one day. Words. Are they useful, I often wonder. They are nice, beautiful. But in this time of drastic (terrifying) transition, when AI and everything else (well not everything, but definitely a lot) is pulling us towards a less human dimension, are words strong enough?... I wonder. Your words are beautiful. And I must believe that they are necessary. Love tells me to hold on to faith. I too wrote two books for children and their grown-ups. Both about emotions, love and joy and other core values. Love tells me to hold on tightly. To keep sitting lovingly with myself. To keep spreading love, even when it feels like they are laughing or not listening. Someone isn’t. and someone is. Someone needs our 'love letters', not only in written form, but in every way we know how to express love. Love tells me personally, to keep writing letters and books. The written word, a precious resource to use to re-source oneself. Love tells me that it may help one child of any age maybe - one day - when they are feeling lost and they realize that it is just what they (we all) need to feel connected and whole again. May we never give up on Love. It is our first and only superpower. Thank you Marco. Your words always re-source me with pure love. Necessary and strong. Just what I need. xo
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Love exists. It still exists. When I look around, I see it everywhere and even underneath the stressed, scared, sterile expressions and tones. I can see it maybe because I spend so much time cultivating it within myself, for myself. My teen daughters sometimes make fun of me for the time I spend on my yoga mat in silence. But I do believe that I am sending them a quiet message, showing them the importance of love and care. I also share messages with them. I sometimes write them down for them to keep. I don’t know if they are listening. I don’t know if they will ever go back to read them. But they are there. Available for one day. Words. Are they useful, I often wonder. They are nice, beautiful. But in this time of drastic (terrifying) transition, when AI and everything else (well not everything, but definitely a lot) is pulling us towards a less human dimension, are words strong enough?... I wonder. Your words are beautiful. And I must believe that they are necessary. Love tells me to hold on to faith. I too wrote two books for children and their grown-ups. Both about emotions, love and joy and other core values. Love tells me to hold on tightly. To keep sitting lovingly with myself. To keep spreading love, even when it feels like they are laughing or not listening. Someone isn’t. and someone is. Someone needs our 'love letters', not only in written form, but in every way we know how to express love. Love tells me personally, to keep writing letters and books. The written word, a precious resource to use to re-source oneself. Love tells me that it may help one child of any age maybe - one day - when they are feeling lost and they realize that it is just what they (we all) need to feel connected and whole again. May we never give up on Love. It is our first and only superpower. Thank you Marco. Your words always re-source me with pure love. Necessary and strong. Just what I need. xo
Beautiful!