What a wonderful thought, to think that Love weaves itself into this world through my hands, mind, intention and heart, but so utterly True! This could form my early morning intention, my morning mantra – “Love, may you weave yourself into this world through our being this day” would be blissful. Reminds me a little of the poem ‘The Weaving’ which was a favourite of lovely Corrie ten Boom, yet says so much more to my heart. Gives me permission, allows me to walk out into the day just being me.
I too believe that the world is filled with Love for us, to share, to walk in, to breathe. This world IS Love and we are Love and whenever we remember that, we are One.

Music has it’s very own special energy indeed. Once enjoyed, it can remain with us for the rest of our lives, sending out ripples from its centre, from that moment when we first heard it long ago. At first it has sound, its loudness, its quietness and then it is no longer heard, but buried within us, hidden only to surface again in another time another place and with it bring a new sense of joy, a new energy. Which is a great analogy for the way our kindness ripples out unseen, at first full of action and energy, but then hidden from our view, yet surfacing to touch so many lives in the near and far future.
And yet there is another direction which music takes us, a direction into the present, in the now of our lives. Music can take us on an adventure, to new places we’ve not yet been, new experiences we’d otherwise have missed, paths we would perhaps not have chosen.

Yes Carol, this seems to me to be the way of it.

Perhaps when all of ‘our’ hopes are gone, we are left empty, empty of ourselves. Perhaps that is when we are given hope from outside of our ‘self’ – whether that be from the Love that surrounds us, or from the fountain of Life deep within us, from deep in the well of our soul? I believe that we also find this collectively, in our Oneness, our Unity, as a race.
Hope can be hoped and at a shallow level without faith, without that deep rooted trust, and having no root, is easily washed aside by the tides of life.. On the other hand, there can be discovered that Hope which is One with a knowing, a firm belief, One with Oneness itself.

I was thinking that we are Love and so any meaning ‘here’ must also be found in Love; in Loving ourselves, one another, our world, the universe, our Oneness. In fact just simply Being Love, Living Love and Living Loved, or even Dancing the Dance.
And I wasn’t going to post here, but then I came across this quote a few minutes ago:
“Love is life’s greatest gift. We seek for love, and yet it is all around and within us. It belongs to the oneness of life, to every dewdrop on every leaf, to the spider spinning its web, the child looking at the stars. If we open our senses and open our hearts, we can feel its presence. Love is life speaking to us of its real mystery……
…..Despite all of its distortions, pain, and suffering, this world belongs to love, just as each of us belongs to love. And just to know that we are part of this love is enough…..
…Learning to love is learning to live, to become part of the great love affair that is life. And just as love is life’s gift, so is love the one true gift we each have to give.” -Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee (From: LOVE: Life’s Greatest Gift)

Thanks, Ed, for saying it your own way.
Patjos