“My grief says I dared to love, that I allowed another to enter the very core of my being and find a home in my heart. Grief is akin to praise; it is how the soul recounts the depth to which someone has touched our lives.” Francis Weller, The Wild Edge of Sorrow
“The eye, when it opens, is like the dawn breaking in the night. When it opens a new world is there. … Love is the light in which we see each thing in it’s true origin, nature and destiny. If we could look at the world in a loving way, then the world would rise up before us full of invitations, possibility and depth.” John O’Donohue, Anam Cara
What do your eyes see? What invitations, possibilities and depth are you waking up to?