Some Thoughts, may be of some use to Someone..

Dears:-)Love is a choice you make from moment to moment.. Every time we love, every time we give, it's Eid/Christmas.. Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude..Let us not be satisfied with just giving money. Money is not enough, money can be got, but they need our hearts to love them. So, spread your love everywhere you go.Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart. Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver. I truly feel that there are as many ways of loving as there are people in the world and as there are days in the life of those people..Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.. So,remove the barriers within and have love in ur hearts and follow ur heart..u have ur ways , I have mine but the common thing among us is the heart/love. The love we give away is the only love we keep.Who has not found the heaven(love) below. Will fail of it above..Love cures people -- both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it. Forgiveness is choosing to love. It is the first skill of self-giving love.Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it… Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I may not forgive you. Encourage me, and I will not forget you. Love me and I may be forced to love you…A Religious awakening which does not awaken the sleeper to LOVE has roused him in VAIN… Religion is to do right. It is to serve, it is to think, it is to be humble. IT IS TO LOVE…For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of our tasks; the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation. Love measures our stature: the more we love, the bigger we are. There is no smaller package in the entire world than that of a man all wrapped up in himself.Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much a heart can hold.SO LETS BE THE LOVE ; LETS LOVE & LETS BE TRULY BLESSED 4EVER & EVER:-)
With loads of love and more:-)