Once love is born, it retains its place. The love I gave to Scott and received from him, and the love I have exchanged with so many women and men I have known, continues to vibrate in this world without ceasing.
A web of love stretches across the earth. Finely glowing threads form a net that reaches from one end of the world to the other. There are so many strings of love in this world, and love is unfolding between so many people. To participate in love and to give love is the greatest reward of life. Love has no end; it seems to continue forever, endlessly.
From Helen Nearing’s writings
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