Happy Birthday to Love Matters!

Well, well, well, a whole year has already gone by since my first post on this blog. Quite amazing. This reflection upon time and the coming of this anniversary, has sent me into a spiral down memory lane over these last few days. As I traveled back in my mind to twenty years ago and the day I met the special woman in my life, I realized…whether it is one year or twenty, love in all its forms, produces most of the profound moments in our lives. Moments that change us and shape us, and I have the deepest respect for this emotion. Its positivity is something that fuels me to keep it very present in my life; through people, animals, and writing.

I would like to share with you on this Valentine’s day a poem I wrote over twenty years ago to the special woman in my life, Isabelle, on a day that I was thinking of her. She is an incredible woman that I have the pleasure of sharing every day with, and her love has helped me grow and shift into who I am today.

Sitting in my room
A candle burning away
the loneliness in my heart
I think of you
and the things that you do
That make my life a happy place

A white, furry mound
Held close to my chest
A smile crosses my face
Memories of times shared
and glimpses of future moments
Fill my mind with happiness

Alone, you make my world
a better place
And together, we create
magic

On this day that celebrates love, I would like to introduce you to a woman who believes in love, and animals, as much as I do. Karen of Karen Moe Photography is declaring February LOVE MONTH. Karen Moe Photography specializes in Dog Art. Karen’s empathy for and love of dogs started in 2000 when she was in Havana, Cuba. Shocked by the number of strays on the streets of Central Havana, she photographed every dog she saw for 2 weeks. Through this project, not only did she discover her spiritual and aesthetic love for dogs, this photographic study, of both homeless and housed dogs a like, produced a profound awareness of the ‘essence of dog.’ The project resulted in a book published by Toronto’s Mansfield Press in 2008 called, simply, “Dog.”
Karen Moe Photography is unique in that, by commissioning a Fine Art Dog Portrait, you have the opportunity to reach out to all animals as well as your beloved doggy. Throughout the year, she donates 5% of all shooting fees to animal protection organizations like the SPCA and the Wilderness Committee of the clients’ choice. And, during special events like February’s Love Month, the donation is increased to 10%. Through the love for our dogs, Karen Moe Photography extends love and empathy to all animals, under-privileged and ‘non’-dog alike. So check out her blog now for more details on her special Love Month Offer.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

© Isabelle Mercier Turcotte

More than a Word

“Words can never fully say what we want them to say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. The best one can hope for is to find along the way someone to share the path, content to walk in silence, for the heart communes best when it does not try to speak.”
~ Margaret Weis

When I first read this quote, the writer in me found it VERY hard to admit that words are simply not enough….until the lover in me chimed in and it all made sense. The essence of love is best shared through who we are, through our actions, through the energy we send out into the world…to others in silence. Words have not a chance to compete with what the soul can share through love. This, I know. Even as a writer.

Yet, as someone who has moved across the country from her entire family, and has close friends near and far, sometimes words feel like the only vehicle I have to share and communicate love with these people so close to my heart. And maybe it is, when we are apart.

But what I mustn’t lose sight of is the bigger picture that holds my path; a path that is continuously filled with shared moments with all of the cherished people in my life. Moments like when I first wake up and my baby niece is quietly cuddling with me, eyes wide open yet happy to be warm and near…moments like when I’m having a bad day and my hunny and my dog just sit with me in silence to turn it right around…moments like when a horse finds me in a field and nuzzles its head under my arm because it is so sorry it just bucked me off…all of these moments are wordless and I have this precious time with all of the people/beings in my life. They are what make up my life; love experienced with different people, in different moments…yet continuous.

I find this thought comforting. Comforting in that even though I am not with all of the important people in my life all of the time, I do regularly share “silent” moments of the soul with each and every one of them and that’s what matters. Love matters….and maybe just maybe, words in between these moments are almost enough.

© Deb Wainwright

Lost in Love…

I can honestly admit I try to live and breath love with every word I say and every action I take…most of it comes naturally, some of it I have to consciously make the decision to respond with love because I know, in the end, it is the right thing to do. It is what I can stand by.

I am only human though and do have my moments. Trust me. Today in particular is one of those moments. Last Sunday, a week ago today, I was rushed into emergency surgery to have a very large and painful abscess drained before it decided to explode in my body. It was kind of like a ticking time bomb in its last stretch. One word for you – YUCK. Okay, maybe two words for you – YUCK and OUCH!

Anyway, here I am today, feeling quite miserable, frustrated and SO vulnerable. I think if I saw a You Tube video of a baby kitten I would cry. Seriously, that’s the point that I am at. The worst part is I’m not quite sure what is putting me here…is it my lack of normal ability? The pain? The fact that there are certain things I simply can’t do by myself right now and need to surrender to be taken care of? Maybe.

I know I have so much to be grateful for and tons of love surrounding me…and usually all I need to do to turn myself around is tap into this – express my gratefulness and spread some of the love. It feels great and fills my heart with good instantly. Well, I have done this today, I have filled my heart………and I have returned to this state of funk. Part of me says, “Oh Maggie, suck it up will ya?”…and maybe at some point today I will, but for now I have turned to the big guns – this blog. I have not tuned in since May 12, 2011…what the hell is up with that???

……..As I stand here, for quite some time now wondering where to go next, I realize a little self love is the direction. And writing this, let’s face it, somewhat of a rant of a blog post, has gotten me here. Allowing myself to indulge and feel what has happened in the past week, express my inner state and drop the baggage, and open myself up to others to receive the good in my life, is the beginning of my self love. I’m a Virgo, I can serve people ’til the cows come home, but to be on the receiving end is a whole other beast.

I am always amazed by the journey I need to take when it comes to thinking of my needs. Every time I find myself in this frustrating position it is like a slap in the face. The beauty in being at this part of the journey though, the cusp of realization, is I can wholeheartedly say that this particular journey gets shorter and shorter every time, and I am extremely grateful for Love Matters and for you readers who share in this with me. To spread and share unconditional love is why I live…and I guess what I’m absorbing today is it is okay to be vulnerable and lean on that love every once in a while.

“Our capacity to love is not limited; time is a constraint and so is energy, but love that makes your life better gives you more of what you need.”
~ Amy Bloom

© Margarita Romano