Love is the philosopher’s stone. It is pure alchemy.

It transforms everything that it touches.

Poison becomes nectar; ordinary life becomes extraordinary,

and an ordinary person is transformed into a God or a Goddess.

Love is pure magic. It creates its own world.

It is the only creative power in existence.

Ordinary love gives you a feeling of worth, that you are needed,

that you are useful.

But when love takes wings and becomes universal,

then you know you are in harmony with all-that-is.

It brings you tremendous confidence and trust in yourself,

and that trust brings beauty.

It brings a settlement, a relaxation, a centering.