well aged love

I have been noticing how a common motif seems to pop up everywhere, like people are living long enough to realize that love has two-sides. When we were young love was very self-centered. Now, gradually, oh! Maybe it has never changed, I am simply becoming aware of something always known by enlightened others  but, for whatever reason, it seems like a relegation that love MUST go both ways. In order to be IN  love it is not enough to adore something, but to be adorable as well.

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In attempt to record many thoughts, I will not go into any details.

First marriage was like a nicotine patch. Bit, mom told us not to even be seen with candy cigarettes because the are the appearance of evil.

Golum is likely inclined with the ring, hence he can speak to himself and yet, even he loves himself. Ego. But, as all romantic truth it was killed at the same time so knowing anything about it is speculative.

Perhaps a glimpse of unity is gained through marriage. By that I mean, our true nature's as part of the other, and families as the only sure way to be sure none are left behind.

The obsession with being what is wanted is pointless.

nuggets of information

In a discussion of the movie "the Northman" a scene was mentioned about spattering blood in various places in the temple, instantly I thought of the way blood was used in the tabernacle (made by the descendants of Israel), and it supported my notions of everything being the same only different to cause similar realizations among different people.

(UPDATE: I was reading about a knit pattern in the new "Great American Aran Afghan" book I received for Mother's day. I expressed a desire for it to do a pattern named "The Tree of Life" this was something that was so multi cultural, that because it appeared so frequently, it had to be partially true. The Author of it was Ada Fenick who mentioned that she designed this pattern for her friend who is Jewish and married a guy who was Irish and both cultures, though different in many ways, shared this common icon. Interesting as this was the very point that attracted me to the pattern in the first place...It reminded me of Yggdrasill spoken of in Norse mythology as well. Could there be some important truth here to discover that had to do with family Trees as well? Just a thought) 

From fasting, I learned greater appreciation of the food we are given. I felt compelled to offer a prayer of Thanksgiving, did I recognize a thing taken for granted? I hope it is not so hard for my children to come by food,  but I might start denying them so frequent snacking. Would they appreciate what they can have at mealtime and thus eat better? Going to try it.