When you are in love, isn’t it always meant to be?
It’s about the love, not the destiny.
I love this reply. it is about the love.
thanks for the continued birthday wishes. i don’t care if they’re a day or two late - good wishes are good wishes :) no expiration date. i think i just rhymed.
it was an illuminating bday…it was a pretty quiet day, but the places the light shone thru were very special. i was so touched and at least four times i found myself in tears - overwhelmed by the outpouring of love. when the 27 people in my yoga class broke out in song and serenaded me with Happy Birthday, my little heart chakra caught fire. then i saw the handmade and heartfelt card one of them made for me and i just about dissolved.
awesome fuel for the year ahead :)
class was so good this morning. so much love and intention stuffed into that little room. enough to make this yoga instructor tear up - jus’ a lil.
Love is not who you were expecting, love is not who you can predict. Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep, and you are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone, maybe love is not ready for you. Maybe you are not ready for love. Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type. Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce, love is older now, but just as beautiful as you remembered. Maybe love is only there for a month. Maybe love is there for every firework, every birthday party, every hospital visit. Maybe love stays- maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t.
Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, and love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives, say, “Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.” If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music, listen to the quiet, whisper, “Thank you. Thank you for stopping by.”
I have crushes on celebrities or people I meet or see in the coffee shop, and every day I fall in love with three people simply because they said one funny thing or appeared to me in a certain way.