I think about that voice I heard on our last ride together. “I’ve done what I came to do. Now when are you going to get on with what you’re here to do?”
For us, Moira will always be a reminder that love survives. It survives separation, and it survives adversity. And certainly, it will survive death.
Love is never missing. It just goes unexpressed and unnoticed.
Even when you don’t understand the question. Love is still the sensible response.
I have long believed that being connected to our world and the other people in it is the way we connect to our highest, best, brightest and biggest selves.
Does the light get in or does it pour out? Yes, it does – both.
Unlock your gaze my friend.