You, in this moment, are loved.

I hope you know you are loved.

No matter what. 

No matter what you've done, 

what you think, 

what group you belong to, 

what country you live in, 

what language you speak...

You are loved by a love that knows no bounds.

Let that sink in. We don't always feel it, so let it marinate, simmer, seep into your being. You are loved for no other reason than that you are you. And if you don't feel loved, reach out. Tell someone you trust that you need love. {You can even tell me.}

We as people do a horrible job of showing that boundless, never ending, all encompassing love. We don't fully grasp it, and so we 
have a hard time passing it onto others. But it's there, everyday, not just today.
You, just as you are in this moment, are loved. You.


Picture from "Gusta" pizzeria in Florence.