I have put out a call to arms. Arms in this case means love. The love We speak of now does not mean affection. It is much larger than that. It means understanding. It means being pliant, receptive, awarding. It means being something like a Buddha sitting still with a smile and seeing beyond the obvious.

You talk about life as an entity: How you greet it. What you make of it. You say to face it, as if life were your foe, as if life were a wrestler opposite you, out to get you, trample you to the ground.