"So, what's missing from your life?" the zany professor innocently inquired on a New Year's Eve eve.
"Loving," came her quick reply.
Taken aback, he responds - with his jaw agape,
"Wow! That is not the answer I expected to hear."
And she hears herself speaking the words and she feels herself knowing that
"If you'll allow me, I just want to love you."
Without fear. Without control. And, even, without expectation.
Just love - pure, raw, unfiltered.
It's a choice, you know?
And she recognizes where others are and she allows them to exist as they are.
No longer pushing for an outcome. No longer trying to force a certain result.
Just love.
And then, finally, he walked in the door.
Yes.
Just love.
Can we allow for ourselves to receive it
becomes the question?
YES!
