I don't want to forget my dreams. I remember that the baby bear never dreamt to be something when he was a child bear, he told me once...
The kitten was a big dreamer. And it is still. It dreamt a lot about love, therefore it is a little bit...too sensitive sometimes. But I love it for who it is. I love also the baby bear for who he is...Then I read this one: "Love is always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack the courage to reach out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life. We have to take love where we find it, even if it means hours, days, weeks of disappointment and sadness.
The
moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seek us.
And to
save us."
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