Love is the Work; The Work is Love
In my journal a few years ago, I wrote that while work = sex (where work = energy; energy = life force; life force = sex...hence, work = sex), I had shampooed my carpets and remained vaguely dissatisfied.
Today, Dori and I have spent the day touching up paint in our house and replacing various filters, ceiling fans and even the bathroom sink. I keep stopping to honor the warm place in my heart singing, "This is love." My favorite times are when we do stuff together. It doesn't really matter what we do, just that we do it together. We've had fun working on our house today, singing along with the radio and playing together as we have worked. For me, this is love.