Searching in all the wrong places?

This Odin's day is shared with the traditions of St. Valentine. And the mailbox contains the predictably mysterious . . .

Take up the probable possibility that love is innate in all beings.

We do not need to go out and find love; rather,
we need to be still and let love discover us. – John O’Donohue

The poet had a radical idea: the seed of a story that will heal the world…In the story, human beings are not the protagonists of the world. Love is. – Gareth Higgins and Brian D. McLaren, The Seventh Story (e-book) Center for Action and Contemplation, 2018.

When love is real . . .

Beannacht / Blessing

And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mend your life. – John O’Donohue, from Echoes of Memory. Transworld Publishing, 2010

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