To love is also to accept not being able to understand everything. When the mind is silent, the heart can speak. We are all beings with wounds, contradictions, shadows… your soul, mine, has a plan that your mind sometimes fails to grasp. The ego insists and tries to help you: If I understand it, I control it; if I control it, I'm safe. However, I also believe that the true alchemy of love happens when you are able to open yourself to the void and let your soul breathe. What part of yourselves will you love today, without the immediate urge to fix it?