…you don’t understand love.
If you understand love…
…you don’t understand love.
Re…spect.
It doesn’t mean to kiss up.
It means to look…again.
Re…spect. In other words, re…eye.
To respect is to take a second look.
The second look finds a book under the cover.
The second look sees the soul that swims beneath a role.
The first look shakes hands. The second look holds hearts.
The first look just sees shoes. The second look is now wearing them.
Look.
Again.
Whatever is renewing,
whatever connects,
whatever is kind,
whatever is lovely,
whatever can give us eyes,
whatever allows us to taste,
whatever is original,
whatever is gentle,
whatever is healing,
whatever is freeing,
whatever names the nameless,
whatever moves us,
whatever changes us,
whatever unites us,
whatever is present,
whatever is the song of your soul,
whatever is the poem in your pulse,
whoever you are…
do that.
Both are necessary.
Look at the clock.
Notice the hands moving through time.
Participation without allowing is called force.
Participation coupled with allowing is called process.
And the law of process is beautiful.
Just ask the flowers.