Thursday, November 14, 2013

What is suffering? When you desire something so much your heart hurts.

You are my temple and my garden, my sacred ground and in you I see all of my dreams.  Perhaps it’s natural for a parent to see in their child all that is unspoiled and good but if you can I want you to see it in yourself.  No matter what ugliness and destruction you may witness, I want you to always believe that the tiniest glimpse of beauty here and there is a reflection of our love.  It is real.  There exists such a place, such a sacred space.  You have only to envision it, to dare to dream it.  It is within you, within all of us. I see it all the time.