Life gets bigger or smaller in proportion to one’s determination to overcome obstacles.
Tossed in this world, we constantly have to rescue love. It’s the only way to recover humanity from all strains and pains... build bridges.
One must work hard to create powerful, lasting bonds. Willingness, tenacity, visualisation and courage, or to say it in one word, love, can transform obstacles into openings.
Despite this, subjugated to wills other than my own, I feel contingent in a world of contingencies, where what could be an opening is bound to remain an obstacle.
As the universe grows and develops into warmth and comfort, at the junction where life could expand, the very thing we can solve with love is moulded into a shape of void.
What are we willing to do to affirm and preserve the love we yearn for?
Penny Black ©