Dearest Maria from Greece, how beautiful U R for your sweet response and query...this is our question unto life and ourselves, to God each and everyday...this is why we are here..so often, i have said, i say, the same to myself...where is the love? why is the world so often so consumed with itself? cold? unwilling to reach out, to stop long enough to be present, to love...and then the toughest and yet the easiest, the most challenging and the most freeing "lesson"/realization comes to me...the freedom, the peace, doesn't come from those loving me, it comes from me loving those...not to belittle our feelings of aloneness, 'cause i've been there many times and recently at that...but as we feel the All-One-ness that We Are...then it doesn't matter as much what someone gives to us..in fact, then everything becomes a gift...because as we See that people react and live negatively because THEY are sad or scared inside...we can relate and identify and Bless instead of just perceiving the world a mess...we'll see those that hate and dislike and act meanly as Angels, not only lost to their way, but that come to show Us we are the way by offering us an experience of seeming darkness unto, into which we can bring Our Light...and then will the world become a wondrous place of Love...As we know ourselves first, In The First, to be the Love that we seek...thank you for your dear reply and sorry if my reply is "preachy"...i don't mean to be...but these are the words that have been passed on to me, that i don't always live by, but that when they sink in, help me Be, Free...much love to you Maria from your Friend Mike...Greece huh? wow how beautiful that sounds....also, are you spanish? to me maria sounds as so...but perhaps not...i'm not but in my last life i was...and i love to practice...here's 2 writings in spanish re: feeling sad and along and then claiming personal power...ciao for now to u and the group :)'s

Que Tristeza, Que Dolor

Que tristeza
A tener tanto alegria al rededor
Dentro
Y no sentirlo

Que dolor
Ser el creacion de lo mas alto
Y pensar, creer en falso
Porque me siento tan abajo

Que tristeza
Que dolor

A caminar cuando puedo volar
A gatear cuando puedo caminar
A no amar
Por estar esperando la llegada de amor

Que tristeza
Que dolor

El Triunfo

Sabiendo
Sentiendo
La belleza de Amor
Como es que podemos seguir teniendo
Temor, tristeza o dolor?
No
No es posible
A no sentir libre
En nuestro union verdadero
Con Dios
Que vive adentro de cada uno
El triunfo
Sin lucha o cambio
Pero la paz
La realidad
Que todos somos primeros
Nunca segundos
En niguen segundo
Y otra vez pregunto
Sabiendo
Sentiendo
La belleza de Amor
Como es que podemos seguir teniendo
Temor, tristeza o dolor?