I could ask you, What is on your mind?
I will ask you, What is in your heart?
What means the most to you in the realms of your inner heart? This is something for you to know. You may have been avoiding this area all your life. We well know your answer has something to do with love. It may well have all to do with love.
Perhaps you feel you have gotten your full share of love. You may well not have received all the love you deserve and should have had. What do you do about it now?
Here is the answer: You give as much love as you possibly can.
Make your own love go further. Generously give more love. There isn’t anyone I know – and I know everyone – who doesn’t welcome more love. Many yearn so for it. Some would steal love if only they knew how.
Radiate your love further. Give it away, whether someone has earned it or not. There are many who would be grateful for your honest love to buoy their hearts. When your heart uplifts another, you have given your love in its pure state.
All on Earth yearn for more love. Love doesn’t need to be mush. It just needs to be love. No need to spread the jam of your love thick. An intention will do. Sometimes a thought of someone sends your love to her or him, why not?
What is love anyway? It is thinking of someone else in a friendly way. It doesn’t have to be wild rollicking love, nor does it have to be manufactured. Ultimately, love just has to be given as one would stick a stamp on an envelope and drop it into the mail box. Love just has to be sent. That’s all you have to do.
A receipt will reach its way back to you. If it does not directly, maybe the receipt for you was sent elsewhere. Nevertheless, love given, a thought of love given, will wend its way back to you. But, anyway, why should you care? You gave love. You opened the cage of your heart and sent a bird song out to someone in the world, this bird song of love that the whole world has been craving and can’t seem to get enough of.
If everyone in the world sent out a thought of love at the same time, what would the world be like then? It certainly would be cause for celebration. Love is a celebration of itself. Love celebrates, or it is not love.
Love is being happy to see someone enter the room you are in.
Consider that you cannot miss out in giving or receiving love. Let today be your Day of Love. Spill your love out. Just pour it as if you cannot give too much. You can’t. We’re not talking about slobbering love but giving love as if it were manna from Heaven, which it is, and which you are as well.
Love comes from a Higher Source than you imagine. If you would steal love, steal Mine, except you can’t steal it because I give it to you fully. Where are you to send My love, do you think? Why, everywhere. And from where will My love reach you? From everywhere. You will love without gushing. Quiet well-given love is a great gift, and you are to give it.
The Well-Spring of Love cannot grow dry. All you have to do is open your heart. Love of itself will rise and flow and float away as love loves to do. Love is always replenished. Love bobs along until it finds a heart to fill. It’s all right. Fill your own heart as well. Let your heart overflow in its song of love. Sing, sing, sing your love. Let your love reach the stars. Let your love out. Encompass the world so no one’s love belongs to himself but belongs to the entire Universe. Pour, pour, pour. Sing, sing, sing. The song you sing is love.