Time

Today's Blog post is courtesy of Beverly Rollwagen....I hope you enjoy her as much as I do.
xoxo





She just wants to locate herself in time and space. Everything rushes past: childhood, beauty, even pain. There must be a place to rest, to take a deep breath and absorb what's gone before. She watches the face of the clock for a clue; she studies the map of her life. She notices how she's been all over, and never too long in one place. She can't decide if this is a problem or a gift. She points to a dot on the map and decides to settle there. She wants to believe that there is still time for a mailbox with her name and address in block letters. Still time to go home.

Is it Ever Enough?

How much love is enough? Do you ever wonder about that? Do you ever wonder how much love will be enough for your mind and your soul to be satiated? I do. I wonder if it's a quantity question or a quality question. Maybe it's the combination of both. If you love someone enough, doesn't that mean the quality of your love will also change? I wonder.

In my mind loving someone enough, or to the point they fill your soul up with a radiance and joy that leaves you wanting them more and wanting to give to them all that you can and all that they ask...that is the quality and quantity of love I want in my life. It's also the same kind of love I would give in return. It's the kind of love I would WANT to give

 In order for a person to give that level or quality of love I think it has to be reciprocated or your soul will shrink and your heart will gradually guard it's fragility to it's best. Most often failing at protecting itself but none the less, it will attempt to protect itself. Love is the most wonderful as well as the most painful thing any person can know.


Life seems so impossible sometimes and still it's filled with incredible possibilities at every turn of the corner.