Noticing the new flowers popping up along the tree lined streets, the persian blue Forget-Me-Nots are saying hello...

A bitter sweetness song, more sweet if I can linger here a bit longer to listen more fully.  A longing to be with. 
Once someone said " Do you remember writing love letters as a child...I love you, I love you..

Souls who are not in bodies, perhaps a loved one who passed earlier in life, need to know they are loved.   And we need to be reminded of the unconditional love that they abide in, free of the physical body, in their eternal nature, that is ours also. freely given. Nothing is separate.

I can be lonely at times, and not sure where it is coming from. But then what am I choosing to notice? 

 It is not the hurried life that is calling, the busy noise.  No.  A sound-less music that if I take the time, out of time - I hear.  This is a gift we give to each other in the present moment.

Patricia Kaminski and Richard Katz write " Forget-Me-Not guides us toward greater love for the human family, and greater awareness of the incredible depth, beauty and possibility of soul-based relationships."