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...love is the ability to hold someone through all their changes, not too tightly but the way the sky holds the sun. - Mark Nepo
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5 Marvelous Floating Markets near Bangkok
Original photo credit: andalusian
Psalm 119:132
Look thou upon me, and be merciful unto me, as thou usest to do unto those that love thy name. (KJV)
#Blessed #Rapture #Lord #Purpose #Devotions #UnconditionalLove #GodIsFaithful
John 12:36
While you have the light, believe in the light, that you may become sons of light. (NKJV)
#God #Honesty #Peace #UnconditionalLove #CreationOfGod
(besides my hubby), I could not imagine life without Fozzie! AND, I kiss that adorable black nose all the time......
Dzamling Gar, Teneriffa
Longsal Thögal-Retreat April 2014
Rolleiflex 6006, Sonnar 4/150 HFT Carl Zeiss, Velvia 50
A Mother's love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's tender guiding hand.
my new window =) so yea i know im weird cause i decorate my window for each holiday ;] guess what i love it? <3 so its all good ;]
Sam had a hematoma in one ear that made his ear as big as a large water balloon. I had to keep draining it and prevent him from hurting his ears whenever he would shake his head (which would only make the ear fill up again)... he did NOT like the bandage (an ace bandage with duct tape) so one day when he was looking particularly grumpy about it, I put on his usual bandana and shot this pic. I made a flyer to post in the neighborhood, where Sam was a guest in many business's shops. There's a whole long story to why I had to do that. Maybe some other time.... Suffice to say, we think he looks remotely like my 5th grade teacher who was a nun. Sister St. Anne. heh heh
I told The Dreamer he looked like a man run out of luck, but one with good company by his side. Sometimes, that's all one needs. Actually, they were patiently waiting and watching me take some shots. Other than that, it was just too adorable a shot to pass up.
(declining peony - crop)
I can't put this feeling into words. I have tried over the last week and cannot find the words that will express the significance this has had for me: observing loving mothers with their children, and families together has had such a healing effect on my heart. Thank you.
The ability to be changed by what you feel and see can be a powerful gift. We are changed by what we do. In this way, I am my own mother. I carry my mother within me.
In truth, we are all alone in some way, and in truth, we are never alone. Because we are all our own mothers.
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When you are alone, when you are weak, try to be a loving mother to yourself. Try to speak to yourself the way you would speak to the people whose heart, growth, future you hold most precious.
Teach your children how to be a loving mother to themselves.
Judgment and shame and guilt radiate from the inside out. So does unconditional love. So does acceptance, forgiveness and encouragement. Start by loving yourself.
After the gift of life, I believe this is the greatest gift.
Happy Mother's Day.
Humbled. It isn't often that I meet someone who I instinctively want to protect; to grab hold of and hold on tight. And take them home with me to keep them safe. Take them home to my warm house full of laughter and hugs, and a home cooked dinner at 6:00, with books, music and photographs, a warm cozy bed with a fluffy pillow and most importantly love.
I met that person today and he knows who he is. It seems overly dramatic to say I'll never be the same, but I think that is true.
Perspective. My life with its ups and downs, even my struggles to heal my mental health, my life is good. I have shall we say 'issues' and I find it difficult to find balance, but my life has been a cake walk compared to so many people's. And I am grateful.
I am loved unconditionally. I am accepted for who I am as a woman, a wife, a mother, a feminist, a person of faith, a white person, and a heterosexual. Oh sure, I didn't exactly feel unconditionally loved by my parents, but I think in retrospect I was accepted, encouraged, and affirmed. I was safe (mostly.) Those things that are huge to a child. At a minimum, what every child deserves. But they deserve better than just food and shelter, they really do.
People need to be accepted. I am aware today how as you live and work around people you never know their challenges. They may not have the next meal, they may not have a place to live. They may not have anyone in their life that loves them unabashedly.
I keep thinking about how blind we can be. We need to care for those around us. Do we truly accept friends and family just as they are and not expect them to change for us or for any person or institution. I certainly don't do this perfectly, but at least I am aware of my own propensity to want my kids to 'be smart' to 'do better' or 'behave according to standards' or 'be x, y, or z.' I'm aware of it and because of what I've been through, and because of people like the person I met today, I will continue to fight against that thing inside me that says 'fit in,' 'don't make choices that will alienate you from Society.' Okay, I'm dancing around the issue of our children's sexuality something we have no control over. Oh, I know there are debates about whether sexuality is nature or nurture, a choice or biological. I'm not having that conversation simply saying love each other damn it!.
Unconditionally loving others. It is a profoundly difficult way to live but so important.
Enough preaching.
A poem I wrote a while back about growing up NOT feeling loved.
It returned, again
The dream that continues to visit me
Night after night
Year after year,
Unbidden. Uninvited
Not unexpected, but unwelcome.
A dream that says
You are unwanted.
Question yourself.
Question love.
Doubt everything you know to be true.
Nothing is real.
A solitary thought that says
Night after night
In various, complicated dreams
You are Unlovely, unlovable.
The fragile peace that comes by day
Is broken during the dark hours of sleep.
Camera SONY DSLR-A700
Exposure 0.008 sec (1/125)
Aperture f/10.0
Focal Length 90 mm
ISO Speed 100
Exposure Bias 0 EV
Flash On, Fired
Tamron SP AF 90mm F/2.8 Di MACRO 1:1
Marumi DRF14S ring flash
© Bram Reinders
So in the mail today I received another PERFECT! gift from my oldest son this time. When I opened the envelope and read the outside I kinda got weepy, then I opened it up and saw the image and it started all over again, just seeing my soon to be deployed little boys face stuck to mine just like the 1st day he got here. Then I started to read the words and ugggh THAT DID IT :-)
I just could not have been gifted any BETTER GIFT than the 2 little men, the extensions of my heart that walk around outside my body EVERY DAY... just BEAUTIFUL DOUBLE OVER. sniff sniff sniffff y'all