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Love is the crowning grace of humanity…



“Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul,
the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle
that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good.”

– Petrarch










Text & image source: Luminous Spirit https://www.facebook.com/LuminousSpirit/

#SoftTuesday . . . . The step ladder to real growth…



Love isn’t material. 
It’s energy.
It’s the feeling in a room, a situation, a person.
Money can’t buy it. 
Sex doesn’t guarantee it. 
It has nothing at all to do with the physical world,
but it can be expressed nonetheless.
We experience it as 
kindness, 
giving, mercy, 
compassion, 
peace, 
joy, 
acceptance, 
non-judgement, 
joining, 
and intimacy…


~Marianne Williamson










Text & image source: Obinna Magnobi https://www.facebook.com/obinna.magnobi

#SoftTuesday . . . .a song only you can hear





” You don’t love someone for their looks,
or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but
because they sing a song only you can hear.”

~ Oscar Wilde










Art by Kinuko Y. Craft
Text & image source: Rivers in the Ocean https://www.facebook.com/RiversInTheOcean/

I follow the Way of Love






“I follow the Way of Love,
and where Love’s caravan takes its path,
there is my religion, my faith.”

~ Ibn ‘Arabi










Text & image source: Mystic Path to Cosmic Consciousness
https://www.facebook.com/Mystic-Path-to-Cosmic-Consciousness-143005819116554/

……a forever overflow of light and love





Caring and sharing with one another is an equal balance 
and a forever overflow of light and love.



– Melanie Moushigian Koulouris 











Text & image source: Precious World
https://www.facebook.com/ourpreciousworld/


YOU BRAVE AND GLORIOUS THING

~Silver~

“How many years of beauty do I have left?
she asks me.

How many more do you want?
Here. Here is 34. Here is 50.

When you are 80 years old
and your beauty rises in ways
your cells cannot even imagine now
and your wild bones grow luminous and
ripe, having carried the weight
of a passionate life.

When your hair is aflame
with winter
and you have decades of
learning and leaving and loving
sewn into
the corners of your eyes
and your children come home
to find their own history
in your face.

When you know what it feels like to fail
ferociously
and have gained the
capacity
to rise and rise and rise again.

When you can make your tea
on a quiet and ridiculously lonely afternoon
and still have a song in your heart
Queen owl wings beating
beneath the cotton of your sweater.
Because your beauty began there
beneath the sweater and the skin,
remember?

This is when I will take you
into my arms and coo
YOU BRAVE AND GLORIOUS THING
you’ve come so far.
I see you.
Your beauty is breathtaking.

~ Jeannette Encinias
via Midwives of The Soul


Text & image source: Contemplative Monk
https://www.facebook.com/ContemplativeMonk/