How often do I not truly take in the love that is shown me. I don't linger long enough on a loving letter, breathe in deeply enough the acknowledgment of a friend, or allow myself to value the hug of a little child. I complain about a lack of love, yet often I deflect the love that is shown me. Today I ill receive more fully the love that is there, no longer demanding that it come in a form I think I would prefer. Today I am grateful for the love I receive.
How often I've pushed love away by not recognizing it was there. How often I've been ungrateful for love, and then watched as it dissolved. May such patterns end in me today, as I resolve to be watchful for the love all around me.