Love, is not nearly an emotion, a fleeting feeling, a whim. It’s a day-to-day exercise that carries with it consciousness, awareness and a great deal of efforts to step over our pride, our ego, but also over our sorrow, pain and disappointment. It is a remarkable witness to what deeply motivates us and moves of forward, what stirs us, and what is going on inside of us, where no one else goes. It molds the tremendous force that binds us despite our divergences, despite the gruesome past we share and the hurt we endured. It is a discipline that brings up to the surface the best of what we are, the good in who are.

Love is a practice.

Love, R. ♡