The heart stays open to all. It rarely makes distinctions. Heart has eyes Mind doesn’t understand, for Mind is just busyness with Thought.

The heart sees beauty that is yet to recognize itself. Heart knows. Heart doesn’t place trust in the stories a Mind creates and believes in. It doesn’t trust anything in particular, for it doesn’t need to. It welcomes all and everything and sees it as it is. It loves anyway.

Those who say love is blind clearly don’t see or love yet. Love, if really love, sees everything and loves anyway.