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Different Kinds of Love

Someone once told me that before you start a blog, you should have a great number of posts planned out to ensure you'd have ideas. I never did that. Today, I believe that gaps in ideas for new blog posts are sometimes the moment to listen to and lift up others' words. Sometimes they are messages for me to return to and remember my own.


On the eve of Valentine's Day, I choose to do just that. Pieces of memory. Seeds of future paragraphs. The writing I was brave enough to post here holds me accountable to observation, to connection, to practice.


This isn't the first time I posted a blog full of my own links. Sometimes I chose five. Maybe ten. I decided to include both posts I love, 'favorites', and posts about love, having it and losing it. When I began to search, I believed this one would be no different. I worked forward from the earliest posts. I clicked. I skimmed. I read. I didn't feel anxious. I didn't feel lacking. I felt happy. I felt love, the love to write and the love for the topics and people about which I write. I invite you to read that sampling of love below, all different kinds.






















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