A Symbol Of Love - Two Hands Joined In A Heart Shape

Losing Love and a Dream for Healing

Your task is not to seek love, but to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it – Rumi

When love disappears the pain feels like a terminal illness. The profound ache might entomb your heart, turning you into a person estranged from feeling. You may flap your butterfly wings among the blooms, but you never touch the centers.

Down the road you may have the courage to look at the place where your heart is hidden and examine it with awe because it looks like a rock now, the bandage ossified over time. It is a powerful and ugly image, but you also see a fissure and you are hopeful.

You wonder over and over again about a fix and how it would work. It seems impossible because all you can imagine is dying instantly from the effort. Then one miraculous day you feel love being harvested and delivered, like a new baby, to your bedside. Finally, you lift love up, take your half and pass the other half to the person you loved all along.

This was my dream and my valentine for you.