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I could apply nearly every word of this, toward my own feelings for my spouse Raewyn, Rob & Rae. Even the Welsch-born beauty and “bite to her wit” parts (must be a Welsch thing). Raewyn MacKenzie is every bit an amazing partner to me, as it sounds like Rae has been for you, my friend. The Lord has blessed us both richly with gorgeous, amazing partners, n’est pas?

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We live in a world requiring light and Darkness … partnership and solitude … sameness and difference…”


An amoeba is lucky it’s so small … else its narcissism would lead to war … since self-love seems so frequently to lead to self-righteousness …

I suppose a case could be made … that there are more amoebas than people … that they comprise the physical majority … and therefore the moral right … But luckily amoebas rarely make television appeals to higher Gods … and baser instincts … so one must ask if the ability to reproduce oneself efficiently has anything to do with love …

The night loves the stars as they play about the Darkness … the day loves the light caressing the sun … We love … those who do … because we live in a world requiring light and Darkness … partnership and solitude … sameness and difference … the familiar and the unknown … We love because it’s the only true adventure …

I’m glad I’m not an amoeba … there must be more to all our lives than ourselves … and our ability to do more of the same …

By Nikki Giovanni



“I am one of the… searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand.  We pursue splendour, beauty and mystery.  Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter.  To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know – unless it be to share our laughter.”

“We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved. We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, nor prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give. We do not want to prove ourselves to another or compete for love.”

James Kavanaugh 1928 – 2009

Love anything…

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.

~C.S. Lewis

When you’re vulnerable, your heart is wide open, you put your trust in somebody in the form of giving them the most precious thing you have – your heart.  When you’re vulnerable you leave yourself available to be hurt and people hurt people.  I guess somewhere along the way, I made the decision that vulnerability was not for me. I told myself that to be vulnerable would mean to give up my control and I did not want to give it up.

But do you know what happens when you tell yourself that strength opposes vulnerability?  I can tell you: Not a whole not, at least not when it comes to pursuing love. Who wants to be with someone that doesn’t think they need anyone? And In my attempt to not be vulnerable, I have ultimately been motivated by fear. I have lived in the fear of rejection and the fear of failing in love and I have told myself that it’s meant to be this way, at least till now.  But the truth is I don’t want to be alone.  I know I’ll be fine and life will go on and other people do just fine with it, but I don’t want to choose it if I don’t have to.