I am often accused of being childish. I prefer to interpret that as child-like. I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things. I tend to exaggerate and fantasize and embellish. I still listen to instinctual urges. I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. I never water my garden without soaking myself. It has been after such times of joy that I have achieved my greatest creativity and produced my best work.

If we wish to free ourselves from enslavement, we must choose freedom and the responsibility this entails.

I was one of those fortunate individuals who grew up in a large, passionate, demonstrative Italian family where we were taught to love as naturally as we breathed and ate giant bowls of pasta!

When we feel joyful, euphoric, happy, we are more open to life, more capable of seeing things clearly and handling daily tensions.

Love revels in and grows in the moment and the joy of the moment.

When we give ourselves in love we become our most vulnerable. We are never safe. We become open to disappointment and hurt.

The oppposite of Love is not Hate - it's apathy.