in this life than to have lost a loved one, for it is in this remembrance that the stanzas of grief entwine with unparalleled experience of having loved. What a miracle love is, what an amazing, unexplainable miracle. When love is offered us in a moment or a life time we must accept. Refusal of love’s gift comes only from the fear of pain or loss. We must accept it all, every drop of the grief and sorrow and every rush of the love and wonder otherwise our life is empty, completely void of living – and this is the greatest loss of all.

If money could talk it would probably break up with most of us. Our relationship with money is all about what it can do for us. We tell money it isn’t enough, can’t be trusted to stick around, is never there when we need it, is the cause of our stress, the break up of our marriages and the stress that is making us sick. Personally I don’t blame money for exiting from lives as fast as it can. Money does not want the responsibility for our happiness, it simply wants to be a currency of exchange. That is all it is – an exchange of energy between two people. I think a quick look at the blame and resentment we heap upon money; a sincere reconsideration of where we put our hopes (I am thinking putting such a sweet part of life upon an inanimate object is a bit odd, certainly lacking in common sense) and a sincere apology to money for abdicating our very life and happiness to what it does and does not do for us. Just a thought! TK