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feelin sway slidn my feet this a way clip hip,lift n knee free free freeeeeee ddmmddmm......... What makes everyday a holiday? Love “You know you have found love when you can’t find your way back.” (Robert Brault) (and you don't care) “This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls.” (Aberjhani, Elemental: The Power of Illuminated Love) “Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.” (Plato) “You know you are in love when you notice change, when the mysterious power that quickens your heart begins to inhabit your everyday life. Something softens in you and you begin to move in a slightly different direction: your face looks wiser or younger, there’s a light in your eyes, something different in how you move, the way your hands take hold of things. People notice. ‘You look different,’ they say, or ‘You look wonderful,’ or, ‘What’s happened to you?’ And you say back to them, ‘I’ve fallen in love,’ and inside you know you are changing. Because being in love changes everything.” (365 Days of Love, Daphne Rose Kingma, Conari Press) “Dear Human: You’ve got it all wrong. You didn’t come here to master unconditional love. This is where you came from and where you’ll return. You came here to learn personal love. Universal love. Messy love. Sweaty Love. Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love. Infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of… messing up. Often. You didn’t come here to be perfect, you already are. You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous. And rising again into remembering. But unconditional love? Stop telling that story. Love in truth doesn’t need any adjectives. It doesn’t require modifiers. It doesn’t require the condition of perfection. It only asks you to show up. And do your best. That you stay present and feel fully. That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up and play and work and live and die as you. It’s enough. It’s plenty.” (Courtney A. Walsh)
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