This should be something easy to do. Who doesn't want to live only in thoughts of hope, truth, and love? Problem is, fear breeds strong, insatiable, greedy tentacles determined to banish them. Every time fear comes along to invade my thoughts, I will notice and remember to concentrate on these three plants growing on the windowsill of my heart and mind. I will focus all my attention on keeping them alive and vibrant and growing. KAS
Hope. Truth. Love
What does Hope look like? How does it feel from the inside out?
It radiates, it gleams, it glows,
It is warm and magnetic and contagious.
It is a globe, a sphere, a circle of substance and light.
It is wide open, magnanimous, courageous and quietly powerful.
It is a warm cape with a mighty shield.
It rides bareback upon a powerful mare with unquenchable determination to learn from the dark and ride in the light.
At times darkness is its friend for it clarifies and distills what is right, benevolent, merciful and just.
Truth is a Boulder. Stalwart, secure, immovable. Facing the onslaught of oceans, shaping the mountains, forming waterfalls, containing rivers. Humans may attempt to move, manipulate, and hide its message but it will be here when they have departed.
Love, an overused word carrying endless significance, eternal energy, powerful paradoxes, buckets of tears, shared laughter, intimate conversations, companionable silences, mutual respect, Frail bravery, vulnerable dignity, regal resilience, tender fury, deeply rooted justice, and quaking faith in its power.
Love is the water that flows downhill--cleansing and renewing, joining with tributaries, gathering momentum. Providing sustenance to plants and humans, carrying the cargo of humanity bringing life and the promise of hope and truth.
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