This song answers the question: What if one person doesn’t feel the love, but is still compassionate and caring in how they express it? We can all do this.

This is an extended shout out for my experience of a person that has been meaningful and formative on the past several years of my life, even though they were not similarly interested.

How do we see and practice Love beyond and above the shallow narrowness of a society that says most love is meaningful and noteworthy only when it’s romantic, and fulfilled only because the folks get together?

Here’s what I’ve learned (so far).

This came through while reading this thoughtful piece written by Jenna Wortham for the New York Times’ 2020 The Lives They Lived, which memorializes those who passed away over the course of the previous year.

Celebrating and ruminating on my 7th Life Day—the day I (unwittingly) agreed to begin living, rather than simply exist.

(With a shot of my chronological birthday cake this year, lol.)

Words have power. I have a degree in words, y’all. I know well that the ultimate power that they have is how people hear them, and then what people choose to do with them. So it matters how we send them out when we’re able to be cognizant of that. And I wasn’t as careful with my words as I could and should have been. Need to be.

We must learn to live and do in and for our Selves what we seek to help others do in the world. Which is true of all of us, yes? I can never encourage and help others to live and do what I cannot compel and commit my Self to live and do.