Some people are so controlled-defined by other-so therefore controlling, in basic competition to be. Perhaps never welcomed in. So boxed in by roles, traditions, professions, the perceptions of others. While all the while, our true identity is hovering over our hearts as the Tone of Love-something most familiar and most strange- already whispering our forever names.

Let’s whisper with The Tone of Love into one another our forever names! Join in that holy chorus of the thousand thoughts spoken over each of us hourly! That’s how love listens.