It's Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.'s birthday today. Not that he's celebrating much, as he died in 1894. But as I was reading about him at The Writer's Almanac website, I was struck by a quote from him: "Love is the master-key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear. How terrible is the one fact of beauty!"
As I read this, I realized how true it is. At least for me. So much of my debilitating unhappiness the last several weeks has had love at its root. My attachment to my own mis-perceptions about love and its place in my life has caused me to doubt myself and others around me and left me open to too much jealousy and fear.
I've changed my understanding and things are better. It wasn't until I read Holmes' words that I really understood why.
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