It is beautiful to acquire skill – through meditation, through prayer or patience – to simply live with emptiness when it arrives. To inhabit your wisdom like a good father or a good mother, not become fragile and frantic like the little boy whose mother has left the room, like the little girl who doesn’t yet know her mother will return, a moment later, with a smile and something sweet, with her warm arms security, with nourishment.

Learn faith! Live long enough, you can hear the music of your Parade of Fears, and know it is just a passing Carnaval. You can know that, with enough heart, your love is watered: it may be hungry but will not thirst: she will return, he will return, love is a practice, not a destination, it grows with the giving, more than the receiving.

“Carnaval” by ChouSadinisquie @ DeviantArt.com

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