For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul. Judy Garland
A popular hagiographical account of Saint Valentine is that he was imprisoned for performing weddings for soldiers who were forbidden to marry and helping early Christians who were persecuted by the Roman Empire. According to legend, during his imprisonment he healed the daughter of his jailer. An enhancement to this story states that before his execution he wrote a letter to her and signed a farewell, “Your Valentine.”
Love touches the heart and soul. That is its playground. When you are in the presence of a lover there is an inner aliveness that heals all that aches. Concerns vanish and life is a bit brighter. For that instant in time, you walk in heaven and you are not troubled by the future. The only moment that fills your awareness is the now moment. In the presence of love you feel the courage and support to make all visions possible. Taking the noble stance for what you believe is the right thing to do; it seems logical to follow your heart irrespective of how things fall. Chivalry is not dead to the heart that is in love.
Spiritual Contemplation: On this Valentine’s Day write a hagiographical account of how you would like your contribution of love to the world be remembered.
Affirmation: I am an expression of love!