Love is the only note that will hang in eternity after all the songs have been sung. It is a fruit that yields a gentle crop. It is a force that acts and moves with breathtaking power.
We cannot change the past. We cannot know the future. Sometimes we cannot even always fill the minutes with the full distance run. Empires may rise and others will fall. Kingdoms, like chess-games, come and go. Yet even as worlds collide, things spin beyond our ken, love is still ours to give.
It is always our determination to be kind even though another response is within reach. It is a decision we make over and over, moment to moment, as we move through the light and shadows of each sunset and dawn.
Love. Simple love. That alone is the treasure that lies within each heart: the power to look past differences, to help instead of harm. To accept, to comfort and to bless. To forgive and hold out compassion even in the face of evil.
People can break your heart, but they can never conquer you if you refuse to hate. They can take away all that you have, but never who you are. Only you have the power to choose to walk a path of peace. Only you can say what and who can live inside your heart and head.
In every moment, in every exhale of your breath, you have the unchanging choice of how you will respond and the meaning you will assign to every turn of the page of your life.
That does not mean that you do not honor your own needs. It does not, for instance, mean that you allow yourself to be used or abused. You are not a doormat that others are allowed to wipe their feet on. It does mean though, that although you may choose to walk away, that you do so peacefully, without hate or ill-will.
Understand that love is a planned response. It is not always easy, but good things seldom come without a cost. No matter what other do, no matter how uncertain or unfair, love is ever our sacred task. It is indeed, the only one we have. And endless debt that we pay forward in each moment.
We do not give it because it is easy, or free; we give acceptance and love because it is a gift we give to ourselves. For as we do to others, we do to ourselves. So plant well my friends. Plant peace and watch it bloom in your own field.