It is that day, the day of the year that in the past seemed to be a holiday for them, the other people... the start of hard springtime when not only did the happy trees spread their pollen making it hard for me to breathe, but the sight of others joy brought home to me how alone I was. Still somewhere in my heart lives that young young woman, riding on the bus to Boston, looking out the windows at the lovers on Cambridge Common. From this unimagined distant future, my nowself is holding her close and whispering to her "carry on, love is coming, love is coming to us all..."
*Somehow, over the years, my heart has softened (and my perception wider and maybe even a little wiser), the hard times and the sorrow and loss that life brings to us all, the cracks of heartbreak that "are how the light gets in" ** any love that we give one another is precious, whether fragments small or large, from a moments smile at a stranger on the street to a lifetime together... it all matters, it all helps, it all is real. Love is always there, if you pay attention...
Love isn't love till you give it away... my wish for today is openhearted and openhanded love to all my dear ones, my friends, and my family... may the day, and the year, and the lifetime bring you as much love as you can handle, and more...
* "Carry On", Crosby Stills Nash & Young, 1970
** "Anthem", Leonard Cohen, 1992?
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