Sunday, August 10, 2014


Today, I had planned to write about Love, imagining an exuberant piece on its joys and glories. But yesterday arrived and brought with it a swell of sadness.

By noon, work had taken me to a far~away mountain town to sit with five grieving women and tell them that their beLoved coworker died, not in an accident as they had been informed, but of suicide.

At dinnertime, my husband and I joined our community in a memorial for a five~year old child, offering what surely was scant support to parents gripped by a cruel and jagged grief.

In the evening, we attended a concert with a dear friend whose sorrow over the death of his wife of 69 years has burrowed deeply into his heart. And my father is just 13 weeks gone.

I have no complaints about my day. I wished to be no place other than where I was. But yesterday's events shifted the focus of today's musings. It is Love amidst the pain of life that interests me now. 

There is a Celtic saying, “We live in the shelter of each other.” When life’s harshness pierces us through, Love is often what makes it bearable. Simple presence. Touch. Listening. Bearing witness, soul to soul.

Yet even when we're alone, Love is there, too. This morning, amid an avalanche of technological problems that has me working from three separate computers~~don’t ask!—I was primed for a meltdown. I took to my cushion instead. I sat, stilled my thrashing thoughts, opened, and was, finally, soothed.

It was Love I opened to. In 1 John 4:8 we are told that God is Love. That Love, though, is not passive. It is a Love that infuses, envelops, holds, heals, and calms. God, as Buckminster Fuller wrote, is a verb.

We become expressions of that verb when we open and allow Love to not merely move us, but to move through us and out into the world. We drink it in in order to pour it back out.

Even when we don’t live up to this potential, Love waits. When I did finally melt down during a disagreement with my husband, it was Love that restored our bond and brought us back together again.  

Love shelters. Love envelops. Love soothes. Love restores. All verbs. All Love. All Lovely, indeed.

Love, Love and more Love for you and your day!

Loanne Marie