I think most of us gratefully admit that our personal serving of life's goodness is generous. It's amazing how easily our focus is diverted by a challenge and how we tend to overlook our abundance, blessings and generous gifts. We tend to forget that sweetness even in the most trying of times. Miraculous little gems fill our lives like bowls full of shiny crystals crafted with ingredients like warmth, kindness, love, friendship, tenderness, heartfelt moments, and warm memories. It's all the little things and the people we hold most dear that we sometimes take for granted that put the glimmering sparkle on what blesses us with a magical, wonderful life.
The heart has long been considered the center of human emotion, the core from which feelings of spiritual, emotional, and moral nature originate. While these associations have no scientific grounding, the older I get the more I am amazed at how my heart speaks with a clarity and tenderness much more eloquent than the intellect or logic my head articulates. I wonder what miracles might emerge if we all learned to listen to the language of our hearts, if we allowed our hearts to lead us, if we gave to each other with the intensity and capacity the heart allows, if we opened our hearts to love and be loved. When I think about the things and the people who have touched my heart, I want to perpetuate the rosy glow that has warmed me in ways that only another heart can know. What precious gifts we have in each other, the joy that two hearts can share, the power of love, and, so, I celebrate with all my heart, the miracle of what is uniquely human, our ability to fill each other's hearts with the wondrous gift of love.
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