Love and Forgiveness

I think most of us, at our core, just want to find a way to live where we can feel loved and useful and have a satisfying outlet where we can release our own love. I also think part of our ability to do that lies within our own ability to believe we are worthy of that and that it is possible.

I know the things that make me deep down happy. For me it is still those things I valued as a child, or even wanted as a child. Not some idyllic childhood where my life was perfect, because no one really has that, but where love and forgiveness rode so close together that almost anything was possible. Well, anything that really mattered.

I've been looking for that ever since.

I don't really understand cynics. Well, if I'm honest, I don't really understand most of the world. It seems that intelligence often goes hand in hand with things that make no sense to me.

I wish that it could stay in that place where innocence keeps its purity and love and forgiveness form the rest of a triad that create that proverbial garden of Eden, a place without the artifices of society, or innuendos that ruin things for me.

I am the same child who ran almost naked to swim with my brothers and sister in our backyard pool. I am the same child who slept in a bed full of other children regardless of sex and never gave it a thought. I have no hidden agendas, no ulterior motives beyond those I probably had at six, or eight. These things have caused me a world of problems.

These are the things I have spent my life looking for in other individuals: no hidden agendas, just a life based on love and forgiveness and a belief in real innocence.