Love is infinite and ongoing; our relationship with love is problematic.

I have a vision of love as an ongoing, infinite flow of energy that is always moving through the universe and through each of us. That flow of love is always there, always present, always accessible and it will not end.  Our choice is if and how we step into that flow and allow ourselves to love.

Time is finite; at least in my individual life I have a limited amount of it.  I have x-number of years and then I will die, or take another form.  Within my limited time here I want to give myself to that flow of love as often and with as much commitment and consistency as I can muster.  It seems a waste to spend time out of loving.