. . .is the discovery of ourselves in others and the delight of the recognition that sooner or later we begin to understand that love is more than valetine and romance in the movies. We begin to know that love is here and now, real and true. Love is the creator of our favourite memories and the foundation of our fondest dreams, a promise that is always kept, a fortune that can never be spend a seed that can flourish in even the most unlikely places. This radiance that never fades, this mysterious and magical joy is the greatest treasure of all. One known by only those who love,..its the passionate and abiding desire on the part of two or more people to produce together conditions under which each can be and spontaneously express real self to produce together an emotional soul and an emotional climate in which each can flourish for superior to what either could achite alone. Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other each enriched by the other...it is the eternal infinite, and always like itself is equal and sure without violence, it is a seed of all hope, the entice to trust, to try, and to go on . . . .a fruit in season at all times and within reach of every hand that is willing to carry love. . ~