A door has closed behind me
A door has closed behind me
Another opens wide.
Before me lies a welcome mat,
With faith, I step inside.
Love is frequently equated with good feelings toward others, with benevolence or nonviolence or service. But these things in themselves are not love. Love springs from awareness. It is only inasmuch as you see someone as he or she really is here and now and not as they are in your memory or your desire or in your imagination or projection that you can truly love them.