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Welcome to our fourth journey, the journey of love!  No, it's not a sappy, sentimental look at love--there's
enough of that on the television and radio every day.  Rather, we're going to look at the dynamics of love,
what it means to us if we're able to love and be loved, and how we can go about making love one of the
most important aspects of our lives.
  Thank you much for your visit--we hope that you enjoy the words and ideas that are to come!
   
A Child Learns about Love
Helen Keller

I remember the morning that I first asked the meaning of the word "love."  This was before I knew many words.  I had found a few early violets in the garden and brought them to my teacher.  She tried to kiss me; but at the time I did not like to have anyone kiss me except my mother.  Miss Sullivan put her arm gently round me and spelled into my hand, "I love Helen."

"What is love?" I asked.

She drew me closer to her and said, "It is here," pointing to my heart. . . . Her words puzzled me very much because I did not then understand anything unless I touched it.

I smelled the violets in her hand and asked, half in words, half in signs, a question which meant, "Is love the sweetness of flowers?"

"No," said my teacher.

Again I thought.  The warm sun was shining on us.

"Is this not love?" I asked, pointing in the direction from which the heat came. . . .

A day or two afterward. . . the sun had been under a cloud all day, and there had been brief showers, but suddenly the sun broke forth in all its southern splendor.  Again I asked my teacher, "Is this not love?"

"Love is something like the clouds that were in the sky before the sun came out," she replied.  Then in simpler words than these, which at that time I could not have understood, she explained:  "You cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day.  You cannot touch love either, but you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything.  Without love you would not be happy or want to play."

The beautiful truth burst upon my mind -- I felt that these were invisible lines stretched between my spirit and the spirits of others.

   

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We never live so intensely as when we love strongly.  We never
realize ourselves so vividly as when we are in the full glow of love for others.

Walter Rauschenbusch

  
  

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