Love letter # 169

So much beauty out there tonight. Almost unbearable. But it reminded me – as if I needed reminding – that whatever gift it is I possess, it is also my cross.

The demon that shadows me is the same angel sent to save me.

How grateful I am to be shown this; and for my usual blindness and conceit to be transformed, if only briefly, into calmness, compassion…and my never ending love for you.