Complications

To be loved for who I am.  Is there any greater gift than that?

It is one of the joys of childhood.  To love and be loved seems like such a simple thing.

Then we grow up and the world begins to tell us who we can love and how and when and somehow it all gets very complicated.

People do very unloving things in the name of love, but I think those are misnomers!  We are designed to be the direct product of love!  We are love materialized!  I have never seen a baby born with a tag on its toe that said, love this child while he is young, or beautiful, or perfect, or with the right people in the right place, and as long as he stays in his place.

Wherever we are, whoever we are with, whatever we are trying to do, we are part of a divine plan that springs from love.

People shouldn't dabble in divinity.  That is the business of the gods.