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Friday, February 22, 2013
Fragile hearts
I spoke with a person about the fragile heart, and they said only the strong survive and love would come from the strength not the fragility. I will say I have to disagree. Strength is build up over time, just like a muscle. It comes from the small and weak and young place first, then with nourishment and encouragement and support and respectful progress it gets stronger. It takes energy and effort to build that strength. Love is very fragile in those who are just finding out what it really is for the first time. It is also fragile in women and children. I wish love lessons were taught in a place where there was no pain or failure. I wish there was a school that we could apply the lessons to without getting hurt. Humans would get either a pass or fail on their knowing of how it works and how to grow it before they go out in to the world and apply it. Just like a farmer's success comes as he learns to garden or raise animals starting with something young that needs to be nurtured. The beginning is fragile, one misstep could throw the whole thing backwards or end it all. Men are designed with external energy as their gift, women with that gift internally set up. Together they unite to create a oneness that is magnificent and strong, alone they limp along. Feeding the external fire is half the lesson, feeding the internal fire seems to be the missing piece. That is where we benefit from the quiet, the gentle, the fragile and sweet part of love. For fun today, be sweet to someone. Like honey on their toast, cause the smile to come to their face with a quiet stroke of love. A note, a treat, a compliment or just hold their hand and say that you think they are special and worthy. WOW what a peaceful world this could turn in to and love would rule the day.
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