I love people so much that it can physically hurt.
I get so attached to people and animals that I yearn for them.
I still yearn for my beautiful dog, Washo. Washo was pure love, happy, loyal, strong, beautiful and courageous.
He was the best partner I ever had; he never let me down.
When he was killed by a mountain lion in the hills above Ukiah, I let him down: I did not protect him from the bad things that could or would eventually get him.
I felt this way when my older brother Tom died of cancer.
He was 46 years old. His birthday was the day before he died. I felt like if I had been a better sister and if I had loved him harder and more, he would live.
He died of metastatic cancer.
His death was not a reflection of my lack of love or deficiencies as a sister.
When I was young my father would ridicule me for crying when guests would leave our home after a visit. He called me Sarah Bernhardt. I did not know she was a great actress in the silent movies. All I knew was that my father did not like it when I cried my farewells to loved ones.
I fall in love too easily.
I love too long. I am too loyal when it comes to love.
I love people who don't deserve my love. I love my people forever -- even those that have hurt me.
It takes a long time to soothe my broken heart.
Yet, I cannot stop loving people. I have tried.
Love is the only source of pure happiness and freedom. Love is the purest expression of God.
When I am on my knees aching deeply in my broken heart, I realize I am blessed to love. There is no way to love too much. What the world needs now is love sweet love.
There a sweet pure golden nectar of love pouring from my heart into yours. It is a never ending fountain of source energy from the Divine. I must allow it to flow even when I am afraid of being hurt. Stopping the flow would have dire consequences in my life and for the life of my people.
I am a part of the river of the love flowing through all of us. Remove all the dams, and dance with me in the golden nectar of the Divine.