Oh John Clare....Where Are the Buzzing Flies?

Remember that you don't choose love. Love chooses you. All
you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it
comes into your life. Feel the way it fills you to overflowing,
then reach out and give it away. Give it back to the person
who brought it alive in you. Give it to others who deem it
poor in spirit. Give it to the world around you in any way you can.

I feel both happy and sad at once. Both confused and clear mingled with a sense of apprehension and anticipation. This is like something I have never felt, but is something I want to keep feeling and to continue exploring. It continues to amaze me how the best things often happen out of the most adverse and unlikely. The hardest thing is to stop myself from over-feeling, from over-intellectualizing, and to just let go and enjoy. But I want my safety net, I want to be protected, and I don;t want to fall back into that recess that has comforted me for so long. Ms. Berberich was right all those years ago when she said: Let go and let love. I think I finally understand what she truly meant by that.