A friend of mine just responded to the word “compassion” with, “Pain you decide to feel.”. Lovely way of seeing the word in action, placing yourself into it that you might feel through its skin, through its every thought… Is that the pain we decide to feel or is that the pain of Love boiling in our veins? (It’s both. Without the free will, Love would have already ceased her gait within us, or would be pointless to exist.) Love, Love, Love, Love, Love, Love, Love, Love, Love me and you and you and you and Love and you and you and you and Love and Love and Love and you and me and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and Love and Love and Love... (Silence…) And you and you and you and you and you and me and Love and you and you and you… © 2012 the spirit of Lov...