The Value of Love

Daniel F Gerhartz

Painting by Daniel F Gerhartz

She is silent, peacefully so.

He is sleeping a blissful comfort, most profound.

They’ve found not only love, but in this moment a pure value – emotional sensations indeed profound.

It won’t last, of course, because mercurial love is a living kaleidoscope, the slightest movement, or motion will rearrange these amazing sensations love bestows upon us. Capricious, unpredictable, quicksilver, whimsical, impulsive, fickle, temperamental, volatile, mutable… yet … there’s a strength of being in love, a bond or eternal there-ness, if you will.

Love’s torment, a bitter cruel reality may be right around the corner or just as possible more bliss, more happiness, more joy. The value of love is in the magnificence of its strength of being. It exists, whether you will or will not, love exists. It endures whether you take part or remove yourself into some deep dark place. Love survives. Perhaps only a seed within an unrequited environment of loneliness, but it exists.

Love is by the very nature of its existence, a supreme thing to be valued at all cost … in spite of all costs.

Love does reign supreme. It is the glue of survival, the God Particle (in science a popular nickname for the Higgs boson theory where subatomic particles are responsible for giving matter different properties. the “God Particle” is theorized to be the particle that actually does give mass to matter), more apt to say Love is the reality for which all of life exists and ultimately that which we most truly depend upon for our own fulfilled existence. No existential place but a coveted reality and need.

This then, the true and whole unmitigated … value of love.

~ Penny L Howe, 2016

Sunday Photo Fiction – The Language of the Birds

 

This week’s Sunday Photo Fiction challenge is a sweet photo of a mother and her ducklings (Thanks Al), my offering follows. For more information about either participating or reading other writers entries click here.

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photo copyright Alastair Forbes, 2016

The Language of the Birds

As I walk along the water, mind in a meditative state,  I feel most peaceful viewing the sweet scenic image of a mother duck keeping cautious eye on her brood of ducklings paddling nearby in the fresh water pond.  Colorful array of small fish and pebbles just beneath the shallow rippling waters create a pleasant visual sensation of harmony and tranquility, life and renewal.

I admit to being moved by this comforting view of reality, even with the realization of  knowing that we all live in a consciousness hologram, set in linear time for the experience and subsequent recording of related emotions.  Such is the nature of the great human ‘bio-genetic Earth experiment’ of which I was, until recently an unknowing participant.

Of course now that I am aware, the worldwide pattern recognition reoccurring in all areas of life seem obvious to me. Layers of past, present and future (“the all-time” as I like to think of it) linking together as one.  I hope my human experiences are therefore not compromised (as a result of this knowledge) in my memory banks.

However I find it most synchronous, even intriguing  to be strolling past this pastoral scene of life and birds, whilst also finding myself in the middle of deciphering a mystical and mysterious book “The Language of the Birds”. An ancient manuscript purported to be about our true human beginnings, mailed to me by an anonymous source. Clearly the language the ducks are speaking here is not of what the book is referencing … but then again, perhaps …

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Thanks for stopping by, hoping the remainder of your week is a positive and creative one.

With affection,

~ Penny

 

 

The Age of Aquarius – Let the Sun Shine In!

Open your hearts and fill with love. There’s room for every living thing on our planet. I am a Februarian, that is to say I was born in February. Most definitely the month of Love. So I agree with the following video ~ completely! (If these folks look a little hippy, consider changing the word “hippy” to “happy” – I’m good with that!) 

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

All my love to all of you,

~ Penny

Just in the Knowing … Haibun of Love

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Just in the Knowing

Just in the knowing you’re somewhere. Not caring where, just knowing you exist is enough for contentment. Alright, perhaps a whimsical slightly lonely contentment, but contentment none-the-less. Were I to have realized love’s nature as we laughed and played during brief interludes of time together perhaps choices would have been a different making.

But nature of things at the time (Ah, time … immutable passage of linear time) spinning out of control, whirlwind of decision making – poorly thought through – emotionally charged and so we are apart … and yet … we are not.

For all that you are and all that I am create amazing realities of “greater than”. This unknown mysterious quality of perception, not understood but realized and so it is that …

Love has no true boundaries: Not time. Not location. Not even cessation.*

*through the physical departure from our current plane of existence

For truly love is existence and existence is love – superseding any boundaries of time. Time becomes  timeless and therefore never ending as is ~ my love ~ for you.

timelessness of life

gifted from eternity

never ending love

It’s been awhile since my composition of haibun. I hope you enjoyed. Thank you for reading, have an excellent weekend!

With sincere affection,

~ Penny

 

Be a Greater Person thru Creative Inspiration!

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When we find ourselves inspired by some great and wonderful purpose, each of our individual mindsets break their bonds. In that moment we transcend preconceptions of limitations even as our consciousness expands in every direction.

Suddenly the whole universe is available to us (as it always was). Dormant talents, thought processes and forces become online within each of us, stirring our hearts and creative souls; turns out we’re not hardwired into a certain way of being … we just thought we were, setting up restrictive limitations in the process.

But with this new and freeing awareness, we discover ourselves to be a greater person, one we never thought even remotely possible. All because our dreams fired our passions … our passions fired our inspiration … and our inspiration opened up the never ending creative capability within ourselves.

In this coming new year, be that greater person.

Fulfill your dreams.

You can, you know. If you believe you can!!!!!!

Have a most Happy New Year in 2016. I wish you all the very best creative energy possible.

With much affection,

~ Penny