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  • Love is unselfish, unrelenting, and undying.

    February 08, 2021
    • Write in Community

      Thank you, Rosanne. Your three words help tell the story of love.

      February 10, 2021
  • Jan Bretz

    Becky, I’ve had the experience of touching and opening books looking for inspiration, or a way to “prime the pump,” and the magic when something clicks and the brain and intuition synchronize to cause the ink to flow. I didn’t know the expression from Whyte about “firsthand experience,” but I do know how much stronger and real my writing is when I write from it. Which you did! When you wrote about falling in love. It took me back. Made me want to dance in the kitchen with my husband of 53 years. And I have an idea about writing a firsthand experience of learning to row a boat. Thanks!

    February 08, 2021
    • Write in Community

      Yes, “touching and opening books” is a wonderful way to become inspired. I can’t wait to read your firsthand story about learning to row a boat.

      February 10, 2021
  • Lorrie Bryant

    Love is being there for each other no matter what struggles life may bring your way! Human life is filled with joy, celebration, hardship, trauma, and even tragedies. Those I love, and those who love me back, provide strength and support to move forward no matter what. Without that love, I would feel hopeless.

    February 09, 2021
    • Write in Community

      I think one of the best things we learn when we write down our thoughts is what’s really important to us. And you did! Thank you for your beautiful sharing.

      February 10, 2021
  • Victorine E. Lieske

    Great post! As a romance writer, love is inspiring to me. And thrilling. I adore writing about those first moments when your breath catches and you have those first feelings of stirring in you, from a touch, or a look, or just the way someone is when they are near you. Thank you for this post about love. 🙂

    February 09, 2021
    • Write in Community

      I’ve never thought of myself as a romance writer, but I do write about love a lot. You are a great role model for helping me stretch and see new possibilities.

      February 10, 2021
  • Barb Highstreet

    As I think about how love has affected me in my watercolor painting, I realize it has to be personal.
    My first thoughts about painting and love reaches many levels. The first being my growing up with an artist mom. In my family, art encompassed all of us, each in different ways.
    I started painting tractors only because my dear friend loves his tractor so much. I painted him on his tractor as a gift. That small gesture of love spurred me on to love the look of tractors and how to create them for the people I love.To date, I have painted 9 tractors. Not because I grew up on a farm, or ever drove a tractor, or have any association with them, but because of the people who own them. They were the catalyst that made painting tractors important.
    As I started working in watercolor, the love of painting has become spontaneous as well as intentional. Intentional in that I wanted to share that love of art with other women in class. The success and enthusiasm that they are able to achieve has been overwhelming. Their individual work is a testament to the love of creating.

    February 11, 2021
    • Write in Community

      Lovely and thoughtful words. How fortunate that your love of art has nurtured so many! Reaching thousands of children over the years, and now, continuing to give back by paying it forward to women who seeing your passion and love of water colors want to be encircled, too. The endless joy of creating and making beautiful deepens the circle of belonging. Yes, “their individual work is a testament to the love of creating.” Thank you.

      February 11, 2021
  • My first reaction to the idea of Love is the feeling I have when my grandson sits on my lap or I hold him in my arms when I greet him with a hug. He is such a sweet child. So trusting. He relaxes against my body and the warmth of that connection says”Love” to me. There is the the physical warmth as two bodies connect and there is the spiritual warmth of glowing joy as I connect emotionally with someone I love deeply. This love is a bit of a mystery to me. On the intellectual front I know that I love him because he is of my blood. But there is something so magical about this bond, because it just IS. I don’t actually put any effort into this love, it just springs to life when I see him, when I look at him. He is this pure little human, untouched by any tragedy ay this early age. As I observe each movement, each joy of discovery, each surprising sentence, I am constantly reminded of what a miracle human beings are. And how blessed we are to be able to experience connection with them.

    February 12, 2021
    • Write in Community

      Love comes in many forms. The love of a grandparent for a child is special, perhaps freer and more unhindered compared to the day-to-day responsibilities of parents. You’ve captured the joy and the unique relationship felt between a grandparent and a child, Nancy.

      February 13, 2021

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