2.14.23 // A Day of Love

A day of love is not enough.
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I want love in every day, in every moment, in every breath.
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I want to feel it humming around me in slow vibration that my heart can hear and my soul can feel.
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I ask for love in every moment, but do I give love in every breath?
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A few months ago I would have wanted to say yes, but I wouldn't have known the truth. My insecurities would have whispered to me that I would withhold love in the face of my fear, pain, and suffering.
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But I've been tested, I've been tried, and I have been proud of the depths of love that I could reach for myself and for others.
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The depths of empathy know no bounds, and my depths of love feel like an endless reservoir. I've finally started to understand love as a choice and state of being.
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Because after all, I demand love, I crave love, and in order to have love, I have to become it.​ And to become love, I have to create the hum, let it breathe me in, and to choose it every day. ​