The Question

Someone writes that they want to know why I am always so happy, am I in love?

Well, we are all in love. Sometimes we just don't know it. The trick is to find it, believe in it, love it first.

Why am I so happy? Perhaps what you really wonder is if I don't feel the pain, see the sorrow, know the sadness?

I do. I have seen so much of it that it threatens to eat me alive, to tear my insides out and carry me away on a river of tears.

I can no longer live this way and so I have choices. One of them is to look for the love, to find alternative ways of dealing with the dark things and so I do. It has taken me a long time to find it, but it is here for the taking. In the midst of unbearable sorrows are people so bold and beautiful that they light the way before me. Underneath the pain is the memory of health and life, beauty and youth, still here, just not as easily accessible as it once was. And the sadness? I think that is just a choice. I choose to look past the sadness at the joy and once I got the hang of it, its not so hard after all.

And the real secret is that when I believe in the joy and the light and the sweetness and the goodness, it reveals its self to me so much more frequently.

As a very wise young man once said, "I gotta do it."

You just gotta do, what you gotta do and I gotta look for the love.