Jeff Brown

Sometimes love finds you when it__ ready. And when you__e ready too. How that happens is anybody__ guess. Love is the great mystery stew, its secrets well kept, its ingredients known to providence alone. While both people are being prepared, marinated, skewered,cooked to readiness in the fires of life, the cosmic alchemist is turning the pot, reverently preparing the base for the lovers who will meld into it. Only God knows when the stew is ready to be served. Divine timing, Divine dining_

Listen my friend, if one person doesn__ want the relationship, then it__ simply not a fit. No sense trying to figure out why they don__ want it. No sense blaming it on their commitment issues. No sense waiting around for them to realize they wanted it after all. Because it doesn__ matter why they don__ want it. What matters is that you are met heart-on by a fully engaged partner. If they don__ want it, then you don__ want it, because you don__ want to be with someone who isn__ there for it fully.That__ the thing about love relationship_ it__ an agreement that has to be signed by both souls. If one doesn__ sign, then nothing has been lost. If it__ not a fit for them, it__ not a fit for you either.

Love doesn't fail us, it's our expectations that fail us. Lovers sometimes forget that the gift is the call to love itself, and not the result. The quickening, the deepening, the merging, the burning bright in love's cosmic kiln. That's the great gift, no matter where it leads.

. . . Mrs. Lambchop sighed and shook her head. "You're at the office all day, having fun," she said. "You don't realize what I go through with the boys. They're very difficult."Kids are like that," Mr. Lambchop said. "Phases. Be patient, dear.