Love is not and can never be exclusive. The sun does not choose to shine on some flowers in the garden and not others.
Love is inclusive and has many faces, caring, listening, sharing from the heart, just accepting someone for what and who they are right now. These are all acts of love, as long as you seek nothing in return. Love, real love has no conditions it is unconditional and vast. It knows no time or limitations.
Love starts with acceptance of yourself, being who you are and knowing you are perfect just as you are right now, warts and all. That you are unique and you are a perfect piece of the jigsaw puzzle called life. Without you the jigsaw would not be complete.
Love starts with acceptance. First acceptance of yourself, then others, even the ones you resist, then when you are ready acceptance of all.
