When hate is in my face, it can appear to be a mighty force. But it’s not. Hate is nowhere near as strong as Love. The momentum of hate always destroys itself. Love, on the other hand, builds and builds. It can’t be stopped. There is nothing Love can’t fix and no problem it can’t solve. Today I see hate for the tiny little annoyance that it is. I celebrate Love’s inevitable victory. Go Love!
I’ve been struggling with what I have always labelled as depression. In the last few weeks, I realized that it had completely shut myself off. So I began to connect with my loved ones, opening to Love again. Suddenly, I feel better, more alive. Is this a brain disorder and it’s lifting or is this really a disease of the heart? One of disconnection? I am not calling it depression any longer, I’m calling it HeartSick. And Love is the “treatment”!!!
Hi Stephanie,
Wow, this is beautiful. I’m so sorry that you’ve been struggling with depression, but so grateful for all these realizations. And for the demonstration of the power of love and connection with others. HeartSick does sound like a more accurate way to describe this. And Love as the “treatment.” Yay Love!!!!
XOZ