An errant thought passed through my oft empty mind as I was slipping into sleep and made me smile. We love and feel it fall apart; we lose loved ones and some we love, betray us. On this earth walk, we are tragically wounded and have our hearts broken. It is unavoidable.

And even so, we love again, are willing to risk it all another time. We humans are resilient enough to climb back up, even though it feels more like scraping ourselves off the pavement after a 20-story fall and to me, that is truly miraculous. We are such amazing beings. There is a reason we incarnate as humans. Yes, it’s an exceedingly bumpy ride, but without duality, without the potholes and smooth pavement, the highs and lows, the me and you, how could we know love?

I think we know that. I think something within us knows we are here for that one reason. Love is enough to pull us into another incarnation, enough to keep us coming back. It is why we weather the storms, why we don’t simply quit and turn to dust. We love. Whether it is a child, our little dog or a squeaky kitten, a bit of sunshine or that moment when day slides into night, a man who genuinely cares, a woman who loves you as you are, people we’ve never met, or just the feel of our feet on the earth or our toes in the ocean, it is made of love and love is all there is.