I have been having trouble figuring out how "loving-kindness" can be stronger than hate, or violence, because violence seems so strong and direct, and simple. I watched the movie "V for Vendetta" last night, and it reminded me of the protest/counterprotest that went on at college during the Prop 8 debates ( Read more... )

 My lips are burning with the I love yous I dare not say. To do so would mean shattering into a million pieces. But I miss them. I miss your kisses, not just the quality of them, but the feelings belonging to them. Never have I been so certain that I was loved. I knew it on an instinctual level, way beyond words, the way I know my parents will ( Read more... )