First of all, before I answer this question, I would like to define unconditional love as a creative life-sustaining, life-affirming energy that permeates, surrounds, and otherwise radiates within and without the Universe. I sometimes refer to this energy as Divine Unconditional Love so as not to risk confusing it with an energy that accepts or tolerates without discernment and without a need for right action. To my understanding, that is something more akin to apathy than unconditional love.

So, now that a defintion has been given, do I try to love unconditionally?

Well, in short, yes. However, if I am not in alignment with Divine Unconditional Love to begin with, the choices I make may not be unconditionally loving. Furthermore, in spite of my good will and intent, I will likely be none the wiser.

So how does one get into alignment?

IMO, one of the most significant causes of misalignment is a form of energy that we often attract as a consequence of  pain and suffering. Unfortunately, this energy lingers and in so doing, it creates blockages that do not dissipate without conscious work; they simply lurk in the background as a shadow if you will, just waiting for opportunities to rise up and lash out like an angry snake (whenever situations of similar resonance or vibration call them out from their hiding places). Therefore, if we wish to align ourselves with unconditional love, it is encumbant upon us to do the hard work of uncovering and releasing our blockages.

For more information concerning one method of release, I would like to direct your attention to a post called Healing the Old Wounds. Also, I came across a wonderful post earlier today made by another Gaian. That post is called Self-Forgiveness, Quality of Life. 

The song that best captures my feelings in this moment is Hoppipolla by Sigur Ros. For me, it's sweeping tones are paradoxically bittersweet and uplifting -- somehow conjuring feelings of deep sadness for days gone by while at the same time intoning great hope for the future. Otherwise, there have been far too many musical influences in my life to list. Depending on my age and my mood, I have embraced and been influenced by all forms of music: classical, jazz, rap, rock, techno, electronica, pop, blues, you name it, I've been touched!

Questions and Answers.

I have learned that LOVE is an energy -- a highly active and pervasive energy that benevolently influences everything in the Universe in the direction of alignment and harmony. At the same time, LOVE, by its very nature, being unconditionally accepting, forgiving and kind, allows free-will creatures such as ourselves the possibility of choosing anything we so desire, including misalignment. Thus, given many types of misalignment, LOVE may be experienced in many different ways ranging from blissful to painful. Nevertheless, (borrowing generously from the words of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.), the arc of the moral universe is long but it bends towards LOVE.

For more about LOVE and alignment, please see this post.

I would share a little story -- because everyone loves a good story -- and I would preface it with the following: 

Dear World,

Hang in there. Your happy ending is coming. Because regardless of your beliefs, your circumstances, your race, color and creed, or even your thoughts, words and actions, love never ceases to be active in transforming the world for the better. Furthermore, if you wish to accelerate this transformation, do your best to be like love -- to be compassionate, kind, patient, forgiving, and accepting -- and prepare yourself for miracles!

And now the story --

The  Wallet

As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost
in the street.  I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification
so I could call the owner.  But the wallet contained only three dollars and
a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years. The
envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return
address.  I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw
the dateline--1924.  The letter had been written almost sixty years ago.

It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue stationery
with a little flower in the left-hand corner.  It was a "Dear John"  letter
that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be  Michael, that the writer
could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote
that she would always love him. It  was signed, Hannah.

It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way  except for the name
Michael, that the owner could be identified.  Maybe if I called
information, the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the
envelope.

"Operator," I began, "this is an unusual request.  I'm trying to find the
owner of a wallet that I found.  Is there any way you can tell me if there
is a phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?"

She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then
said, "Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can't give you
the number."  She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain
my story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me.  I waited a
few minutes and then she was back on the  line.  "I have a party who will
speak with you."

I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the
name of Hannah.  She gasped, "Oh!  We bought this house from a family who
had a daughter named Hannah.  But that was 30 years ago!"

"Would you know where that family could be located now?" I asked.

"I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years
ago," the woman said.  "Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be
able to track down the daughter."

She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told
me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone
number for where they thought the daughter might be living.

I thanked them and phoned.  The woman who answered explained that Hannah
herself was now living in a nursing home.

This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself.  Why was I making such a
big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only three dollars and
a letter that was almost 60 years old?

Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be
living and the man who answered the phone told me, "Yes,  Hannah is staying
with us."

Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her.

Well," he said hesitatingly, "if you want to take a chance, she might be in
the day room watching television."

I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home.  The night nurse and a
guard greeted me at the door.  We went up to the third floor of the large
building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah.  She was a
sweet, silver-haired old timer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye.

I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter.  The second
she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she
took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I
ever had with Michael."

She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said softly,  "I loved
him very much.  But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too
young.   Oh, he was so handsome.  He looked like Sean Connery, the actor."

"Yes," she continued.  "Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you
should find him, tell him I think of him often.  And," she hesitated for a
moment, almost biting her lip, "tell him I still love him. You know," she
said smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, "I never did marry. I
guess no one ever matched up to Michael..."

I thanked Hannah and said goodbye.  I took the elevator to the first floor
and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked,  "Was the old lady able
to help you?"

I told him she had given me a lead  "At least I have a last name. But I
think I'll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to
find the owner of this wallet."

I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red
lacing on the side.  When the guard saw it,  he said, "Hey, wait a minute!
That's Mr. Goldstein's wallet. I'd know  it anywhere with that bright red
lacing.  He's always losing that wallet.  I must have found it in the halls
at least three times."

"Who's Mr. Goldstein?" I asked as my hand began to shake.

"He's one of the old timers on the 8th floor.  That's Mike Goldstein's
wallet for sure.  He must have lost it on one of his walks." I thanked the
guard and quickly ran back to the nurse's office.  I told her what the guard
had said.  We went back to the elevator and got on.  I prayed that Mr.
Goldstein would be up.

On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, "I think he's still in the day
room.  He likes to read at night.  He's a darling old man." We went to the
only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book.  The
nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet.  Mr. Goldstein
looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, "Oh, it
is missing!"

"This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?"

I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with
relief and said, "Yes, that's it!  It must have dropped out of my pocket
this afternoon.  I want to give you a reward."

"No, thank you," I said.  "But I have to tell you something.  I read the
letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet."

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared.  "You read that letter?"

"Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is." He suddenly grew
pale.  "Hannah?  You know where she is?   How is she? Is she still as pretty
as she was?   Please, please tell me," he begged.

"She's fine...just as pretty as when you knew her." I said softly.

The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, "Could you tell me where she
is?   I want to call her tomorrow."   He grabbed my hand and said, "You know
something, mister, I was so in love with that girl that when that letter
came, my life literally ended.  I never married.  I guess I've always loved
her. "

"Michael," I said, "Come with me."

We took the elevator down to the third floor.  The hallways were darkened
and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where
Hannah was sitting alone watching the television.  The nurse walked over to
her.

"Hannah," she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in
the doorway.  "Do you know this man?"

She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn't say a word.

Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, "Hannah, it's Michael.  Do you
remember me?"

She gasped, "Michael!  I don't believe it!  Michael!  It's you!  My
Michael!" He walked slowly towards her and they embraced.  The nurse and I
left with tears streaming down our faces.

"See," I said.  "See how the Good Lord works! If it's meant to be, it will
be."

About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home.
"Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding?   Michael and Hannah are
going to tie the knot!"

It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed
up to join in the celebration.  Hannah wore a light beige dress and looked
beautiful.  Michael wore a dark blue suit and stood tall.  They made me
their best man.

The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a
76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had
to see this couple.

A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.

Story by Arnold Fine

(A note about the author : Arnold Fine has been the Senior News Editor of The Jewish Press for over 50 years. At the same time, he was Coordinator of Special Education at Samuel Tilden High School in Brooklyn, caring for handicapped and brain-injured children. Since retiring from the City School System, Mr. Fine has worked as an Adjunct Professor in the Behavioral Science Department at Kingsborough College. He has been honored by the National Committee for the Furtherance of Jewish Education and the Jewish Teachers Association of New York State. He was also twice nominated as the "Teacher of the Year" in New York State. Arnold's stories have been published in the "Chicken Soup for the Soul" series, and have been translated into several languages. This story was first published in Reader's Digest in 1985. It has been circulating the web for many years and has been reported on many sites to be based on a true event that happened in Mr. Fine's life. I have contacted Mr. Fine to confirm or deny this -- but have yet to receive a response.)

I am grateful to my dear Gaian friend, Sharon Littledove, for bringing this story to my attention.

Our lives unfold because of the choices we make. And the choices we make carve out the unique paths that we walk. So when we speak about "the right path", we must be speaking about right choices, right? Well, I have come to understand that there are no right or wrong choices, only choices. Not that we don't make immoral or unethical choices, because we are certainly more than capable. The point is, even immoral and unethical choices can be objectively perceived as not "wrong" if one views them from the (higher) perspective that sees all choices as inherently guiding us in the direction of understanding, in the direction of perfect Unity and Oneness with the Source of life and with each other (same thing, of course!).

That said, might there perhaps be another way to define "the right path"? For instance, what if "the right path" has nothing to do with right and wrong, but simply refers to the shortest path between the point at which we stand today and the perfect Unity I have spoken of (or at least, as perfect a Unity as a human being can possibly attain). Rather than calling this path "the right path", how about we call it the path of the Highest Good -- because as I understand it, such a path does indeed exist for each and every one of us.

Okay, so, assuming there really is such a path, how does one know that one is walking it?

Well, if you are walking around in a state of inner peace, joy and contentment at all times, regardless of what is happening in your life or in the world around you -- congratulations -- you are walking that path. Then again, you might be delusional, LOL.

So, for those of us who are not delusional, and for those of us who are not yet walking around in a permanent state of bliss, here's my best attempt to outline the five sure-fire steps to the path of the Highest Good:

Step One: You have to truly and sincerely know your heart. Because if you are prone to lying to yourself and/or to others, each layer of deception you create adds layers of complexity to the choices you will ultimately have to make to walk the path of the Highest Good. So, for starters, stop lying and start facing your truths -- warts and all. And I guarantee you, even though these choices to be truthful might be some of the most difficult ones you will ever make, the end result  (once the dust settles, naturally) will be very rewarding. And then you will be ready for --

Step Two: Approaching the path that emerges as a result of your honesty and sincerity with openness. I say "openness" because once you commit yourself to walking the path of the Highest Good, anything is possible for you. This is because your honestly and sincerity quite naturally create the most direct path to the life of your dreams -- or more likely, the path that surpasses your dreams. Your job is to stay out of your way by remaining open enough at all times to know when to say "yes" and when to say "no" -- and you will know because the process of practicing sincerity and honesty trains your heart to recognise and discern the difference. And as you remain open, you will find in time that you will embrace --

Step Three: Fearlessness. Because, an integral part of walking the path of the Highest Good is overcoming your fears. And not because someone tells you to, but because you want to. And you will. And by fears, I'm not talking about fears that are rightfully in place to protect you from real dangers. I mean fears that are irrational -- fears that stop you from doing those things that you could and probably should be doing, but you don't do because you have fears -- fears of failure, fears of success, fears of making a fool of yourself, fears of public speaking -- you get the idea. Well, the more you practice being truthful to yourself and others, and the more you remain open to the path that unfolds before you, the more that life will give you opportunities to face your irrational fears -- the lies -- and overcome them -- not by fighting against them, but by acknowledging their un-truth, and in so doing, taking back the power you once gave them (even though you probably never realized you did). Nevertheless, the more you practice fearlessness, the more you will be led  to --
 
Step Four: Shadow work. Shadow work is where you allow your buried negative conditioning to come to the surface where you can forgive it and release it. We all have these shadows. They develop as a result of our pain and suffering, and they take many forms. And often, because these shadows first develop in our formative years, they have been long buried and hidden in our subconscious minds. Thus, facing these "holes in our souls" as I like to call them is not without feeling some of the pain and suffering that created them in the first place -- but oh so worth it in the end! Because by fixing your holes you make yourself whole! And when you are whole, you will be ready and able to embrace --

Step Five: Being loving at all times. And by this I mean, kind, compassionate, forgiving, accepting, and patient. And by being so, I don't mean you allow everyone to trample all over you. Knowing when to say "no" is something that comes in time, the more we speak our truths, the more we follow our hearts, the more we face our fears and the more we allow shadow work to unfold. And there you have it -- how to know you are on the "right" path. Easy huh? Many blessings to you all!

(From Avaaz.org) 

Dear Friends,

It's a dark day in the Middle East: the right-wing has won the most seats in Israel's elections, and racist extremist Avigdor Lieberman is now the kingmaker in forming the next government. Lieberman and his fellow leaders are promising to bomb Iran, re-invade Gaza and abandon any ceasefire, stop negotiations and crack down on Israel's large Arab minority. This could kill all we've worked for in the Middle East. But many progressives in Israel (both Jews and Arabs) share our feelings -- and they desperately need our solidarity today.

Wherever extremists have triumphed, we have to organise to beat them. Many thought all hope was lost in the USA after the neo-conservatives' victory -- then progressives used the internet to come back from the wilderness, and achieved the unthinkable by putting Barack Obama in the White House. In Israel today, the despair of the old peace camp opens up a powerful moment to build a fresh new voice against hatred and for peace.

I highly recommend thirty minutes of your time to watch this incredible, inspiring and shockingly brutal documentary about the Ugandan civil war, made by three young friends from Southern California who have selflessly and courageously devoted themselves to freeing the 3000 invisible abducted child soldiers of Uganda, and to the cause of peace in Uganda, Congo, and Central Africa.

Please watch the two minute video (above) to learn about the three young men and their inspiring mission. 

Then, please follow this link to watch the documentary, to register your support, and to view the video update regarding a global action plan that culminates this April 25, 2009.

Thank you and Namaste

I came across this channeled message today, and although I am not familiar with Circle of Light, I decided to share it because of the peaceful and loving vibe and because living from the heart is something that is very important to me. I hope you enjoy it.

Through Yael and Doug Powell at  Circle of Light 

2-17-09

Beloved ones, I Am here with you, and I reach for you, this day, this hour. I come to knock upon the doorway of your heart that you might open it fully to Me. Please realize that I Am lighting your heart flame so you may become a living candle for this world - that you may go forth living from the heart outward.

I am asking you to be the living doorway to God and to reach out with My hand in compassion. Together we are planting the seeds of new life in every consciousness. At this moment humanity is being called to live, at last, from the heart shining forth into the world, rather than living focused outward on the world of the mind and the senses.

What is happening on Earth right now is that the old, interlocking consensual dream is succumbing to the power of Love awakening. Beloved ones, it is unraveling. This is a most magnificent thing. As the old world structures begin to crumble, the heart can make itself known.

People are beginning to search for answers when their comfortable perspective no longer serves them. It feels as though the Earth is rocking beneath them. They don't know where to reach for their answers.  You, beloved ones, are those answers.

You are My heart, My consciousness, My Love, ready now to blaze forth like the living comet. You write the truth of God into the world for every precious person. This is why I call you to rise up quickly above any personal concerns and to understand that you are fueled by the living Spirit.

I Am whispering in the voice of Love to your heart's inner ear. I place before your feet the golden walkway of a life lived from the heart outward, that the world might reflect to you My bounty, the glorious potential that comes from the amplification of the truth of Love within you. You then gift this to humanity, to every precious person, to every life stream, to every ball of energy.

All the tangled web of the little mind's reversal dissolves like mist before the sun. You stand, My beloved ones, hand-in-hand, linked from the heart to all people, weaving a unified heart of living Love and a consciousness of pure and endless Light. This consciousness will bring forth the spirit's golden energy, the heart's eternal expression of life that moves forth with Love as the only answer. Love brings forth a world of beauty and the passionate expression of the life I Am in each of you together, lived from the deep within, outward in grace.

It is only by turning to the inner eye, the heart's true vision, that you can see current events for what they really are. Only this way can you recognize the beauty of Love you are weaving as it shifts the world back to the heart of God and brings humanity into alignment with the law of giving, the truth of open- hearted Love. It is the voice of the living God I Am, unified and singing a new song of life.

So, to the eyes of the ego, it may look like lack and suffering.  It may look like confusion and despair.  It may look like many unanswered questions, as people bend their knees at last to Me in prayer. They are seeking answers not only for themselves but asking, truly asking, for the blessing of others. This shall be the key turning in the lock of the Ages - to awaken the world of joy.

Heaven on Earth filled with Light and nourishment is ever being received from above, the pure nourishment that is the very highest vibration. It comes to you directly from Me continually. Please remember that you can live on Light easily. I Am the nourishment that you need. As you choose to release the world focused outward, you shall become completely spirit-led, and every moment will be abundant blessings with synchronicity as the order of every day.

Doorways will open before you effortlessly because your heart, beloved ones, is the key that turns the lock on the door to your glorious abundance, to the life beyond your farthest dreams. Every step that you take will be in the Light, in the guidance of that flame of God you are in Me.

As you turn and open and feel My presence, let the cares of the world fall away. Let Me bathe you in the upliftment of the living glory, of the great and endless Love I Am. Feel the Twin Flame heart that you are, shining to become My beacon for humankind.

Let this be a call for each one of you to the deepest compassion, that I might be truly embodied in you. Go forth as the heart of Love as beloved Jesus did, and show forth the truth of God in every way. This may occur sometimes through taking the time to listen and sometimes through bending with others to pray. Often times you will become My voice speaking and open to the instant manifestation of the Light.  As you walk with Me and you live in My name and you open your heart, your voice, your consciousness, everything, you will find yourself becoming the manifestation of every good and abundant thing provided for all of My glorious children through My open heart, always.

And so it was that Jesus held the loaves and the fishes. Through his open heart, the cornucopia of Love poured itself forth in the world of symbols as food, as nourishment for the multitudes. Just so will it be with your hearts, beloved ones, whether that food be of the physical kind or the nourishment of the living spirit -- which I promise you is needed so much more than support of the physical kind. If you change a person's heart by bringing My presence and letting them feel the expansion of hope and joy; when you touch their heart with the surety of My abundance, then you change their life from that moment onward. There is no greater gift.

Rather than serving in old ways, or tithing in physical ways in the world, I Am calling you to take this living spirit outward. Let it, dearest ones, live through you, that every person might light his/her heart from your heart's candle flame. Help them to understand that grace is endless and that through the open heart of Love I Am the gift given to every person in the world. Thus shall I always be the true provider of Real nourishment.

As old world thinking falls away, this is when you will hear My call. I send you forth to be the bridge I Am building that the Light I Am might shine into the world from the heart outward.  Every life becomes the symbol of unity, joining every other heart on Earth, bringing at last that long awaited awakening - the New World at last.

It comes, beloved ones, through you. It comes through your Love and your giving. It comes through your humility in service. It comes from your willingness to stand forth in a world seemingly unraveling, and say, "We are perfectly on Love's course. Let me show you."

Does this mean there is no longer work in the world that is valid? Does it mean that money no longer exists? It means that all of these things are what is changing to be funded from the true life and the true Light within you, rather than accepted as the world presents it from outside of you. Then, when your heart is engaged in My presence and with you, I will move you easily in the world, shining the Light of your hearts effortlessly on the pathway of your greatest service, yes, but also your greatest blessing.

The abundance of life will be reflected to you in everything that you see and experience around you. You are My heart's Light shining. Your open heart alone can light the world. Come, beloved ones, into the inner sanctuary that you might feel Me, feel My presence as alive in you as your very heart beating, as Real as your every breath, that you might be the Light I Am, lighting everything before you.

As you bathe in this Light, feel this assurance in your every electron. Recognize this shining Light as your true body. Feel the consciousness of the living, giving unity of Love. All That I Am is alive within you and bursting forth through your heart to amplify My truth and My good. The truth is that every life is pure and perfect, and joined in a majestic totality that is giving birth to the Real world of Love, unity and joy. It is happening instantly now and easily through you.

What does it mean to be the compassionate heart of God I Am? It means to reach out and see with My eyes, to see the pure Light and life I Am in everyone and to hold that truth without wavering. Each precious person who feels your blessing can reach forth and take that torch from you and hold it high enough that it becomes the Light by which they see - the Light of God illuminating their world. In that Light they will easily see whatever has been limiting them, allowing the Light to transform it, that each beloved heart might step free at last, affirming that they are the unlimited source of abundance, the heart within Me.

As the Light speaks in the dancing voice of energy, you will find yourself moving through this ecstasy of pure Light with open-hearted Love and joy, until life at last becomes awake and fluid again. You will find it easily shifting to the heart's expression.

The era of perfect Love and eternal grace will wrap all humankind as I reach forth and turn every beautiful and precious face back facing Home, homeward to me, releasing every form of limitation, every bit of human baggage and setting everyone free, together to be the living heart of God I Am, creating the world abundantly by living from the heart outward.

The world you see will be your Love expressed. Every bit of it will be the perfect dance of joy and unity -- humankind as a brotherhood and sisterhood, and every heart saying "Yes" to being the expression of My Love.

Dearest ones, with all the tales of woe and fear that are spreading, take care not to spread the lies of fear, not to place your glorious and powerful consciousness on those patterns of life that are unraveling. Rather, hold your vision firm on the Light and on the Love I Am.

Hold fast to the feelings of joy. Become the creator of the world that is being born, transformer of the old that is leaving, so that every life on Earth lives in this glory of dancing Light and waves of ecstasy. Help everyone to see everything with the heart's vision, the vision of unity, rather than the two eyes of the ego's dualistic world.

Please start today reaching within and finding Me, so that the movement of My Love from within you moving outward becomes the way you live. You are a co-creator of a world of unity and blessing.

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Want to connect more deeply from the heart? Perhaps you may wish to consider a simple exercise that I found indispensible. Please see this post for information.

When I was ten years old, my family moved from Los Angeles to Toronto. Not only was I angry about leaving the only life I knew, but being a sensitive child, I was ill-prepared for the emotional repercussions of moving away from my best friend, Lindsay. Nevertheless, soon after my family arrived in Toronto I attempted to correspond by mail, and I did okay for the first three or four letters. But after that, each time I received a new letter, I began to find it more and more difficult to write a reply. One week would pass, then two, then a few months. Evenutally, I stoppped writing altogether, while undeterred, Lindsay continued to send me letters -- at least, for a little while -- each new letter appealing more and more in a pleading tone -- please write back -- are you angry with me -- do you hate me -- are you even getting my letters? Of course, his letters weren't the problem. The problem was, I couldn't respond and I had no idea why. Several letters later, Lindsay finally gave up and our friendship died.

So -- what have I been carrying the longest?

Lindsay's letters. In total, there must be about twelve of them -- and they are all saved in their original envelopes -- some of them even with the little stickers that Lindsay included as gifts. Up until five years ago, I had no idea why I had gone to the trouble. I had only ever read them once -- on the day I received them. And then, at the age of 43, I had a cathartic experience that left me knowing, among other things, why I still had those letters after thirty-something years and ten moves. If you are interested in knowing why, please read the post It's Never Too Late to Apologize.

Waiting for Godot Magical Mystery Tour.