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The Healing Power of Love

Short story By: E Cluff
Memoir



Childhood shouldn't hurt, but sometimes it does. Children are born with the ability to love with such purity, no judgment and no condemnation. Maybe that's part of "the howling" for me, a mourning for that lost innocence and a burning desire to find it again; I guess I'm looking for my Eden...


Submitted:May 21, 2010    Reads: 149    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   


"Oh, The Places You'll Go!", that famous book by Dr. Seuss so filled with simple truth. If you haven't read it lately, you should. I have had the opportunity to read it at least once a week for the past ten years. I feel completely blessed by motherhood, and humbled, too. Love's power is unfathomable and constantly shakes the foundation of what I thought I knew or thought I understood. Love is transforming and capable of bringing us closer and closer to what is real. Love doesn't promise not to hurt, but it does promise to heal. The journey to wholeness is one we must each take alone with open hearts and eyes that see, even when it's painful to look.

Childhood shouldn't hurt, but sometimes it does. Children are born with the ability to love with such purity, no judgment and no condemnation. Judgment and condemnation are things we learn later in life. But from the beginning children are born with open hearts and open eyes. Maybe that's part of "the howling" for me, a mourning for that lost innocence and a burning desire to find it again; I guess I'm looking for my Eden.

Have you ever wanted to throw your arms around the world, just love away all that emptiness? I think we all have, but for me it started with my sister. I wanted to save her from pain, save her from sadness, make her see herself through my eyes. I wanted that for my mother, I wanted that for my father. If they could just see themselves through my eyes, they would know love and not have to hurt or be hurt anymore. I didn't understand then what I now know to be true, we all have to make this journey alone. Those that love us can come along side, we can rest in their love, but we must take our own steps. It is those steps that define us, it is those steps that bring us from the shadow of potential to the realization of who we are. Every experience, good or bad, has given shape to our lives. What we make from those experiences is our Magnum Opus.

My sister was God's gift to me, just as my husband is, just as my children are, just as friendship is. It is the power of these love relationships that strengthens us to go on, no matter how hard life's circumstances become. The healing power of love is God's voice calling to the depths of who we are and who He created us to be saying, "Wake up and Live!"





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