LOve, fear and the Light from a Rose

"Everybody suffers from love, or the fear of it, or the lack of it. Why? Why is love so universally and inevitably heart-breaking, whether it be through the end of a love affair, the death of a loved one or being locked in with the habitual casualness or grim indifference of a partner? The answer is because we've been taught and conditioned by the world to believe that love is a feeling. Love is not a feeling; it's a sensation. Drinking water when you're thirsty is a sensation, not a feeling. Being in nature or swimming in the sea is a sensation, not a feeling. Lying down when you're tired is sensational, not a feeling, although you may say it feels good. Feeling is an emotional interpretation of experience and these sensations don't need interpretation; they are just good or right. Making physical love rightly is a sensation, not a feeling. So is the love of God. The same goes for joy and beauty; both are sensational." Barry Long

Bo and his roses

I met this adorable young man on the tram yesterday. I was on my way to look after my grandson for the afternoon. I was busy sending emails, updating facebook, headphones on, oblivious to the outside world, the ins and outs of the tram. Then I smelled this delicious and overwhelming scent of roses. Opposite me, was this boy with a huge bunch of roses. I couldn't help but ask him who the lucky person was going to be to receive these beauties. He said: "my grandmother". I found myself projecting into the future, and hoping that one day my grandson would be carrying a big bunch of sweet scented red roses for me..I felt so priveleged to be sharing this moment with him as we chatted about our iPhones, and Uni, and my grandson, the baby Leroy...