The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along. Rumi

The words come slowly some days, not because I care less for you but because I care  so much more. What I feel runs deep in quiet places where only you could travel with me. How does one find the words to write of a part of one soul given to another.

If You Follow Love

“You cannot take your ego into the unknown, where love wants to lead. If you follow love, your life will become uncertain, and the ego craves certainty.” One night not long ago I found these words on a blog from my other site. I sat staring at them for a moment, the truth of those […]