What is love? Love is something inside of me? In my heart, my head?
There are people who say they loved someone, and mean a feeling in yourself that may not be effective in the world .
There are people who say they do not know whether animals could ever love . Love was not attributable to a very complex thing to it a dog?
There are people who say the love of the dog is bond and bond is nothing but a function.
There seems to be people who have never known what love means. What can love hot . Do not know the feeling of being filled with love overflowing, zuwollen into singing the love in the world, to dance with every step in the ground. You know the feeling not to stand in the middle with an open heart in the world, life share can be touched and no longer afraid to have.
I wish such people to be able to feel even as it is, come after two days of absence from home and welcomes Habca to be.
learn to love From Habca.
It cares not what it looks like it if someone could find exaggerated or ridiculous. Nothing they care. There is only you and me and the moment. It is sliding on the laminate in the hallway, she jumps up and licks, they expressed to me as if to crawl inside me. She gives himself away, all she has and is, without a second think about it. Her whole body wags. I sit on the couch, she jumps on my lap, I press my nose into their warm fur. It does not matter what was before and what will come after. Mindfulness and presence seems to be the easiest of all exercises.
This presence in the moment, this presence is love. This unimportance of all strategy, all the complicated thoughts. This being together.
I sometimes forget how easy it can be. A small bundle of black fur reminds me.
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