To delight in another person is not frivolous -- it is a gateway into what gives the world meaning. It is for that reason that I believe so deeply that there is holiness in all loving relationship. And it is why I feel compelled to celebrate what I love about love and engage in the holy frivolity that reminds me of my dear friends.

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Are we referring to our unique tastes and preferences? Are we referring to our experience of deep personal bonds and emotional attachments? Or are we referring to our connection to a higher spiritual Truth?

Saint Paul says, "Love never ends." Neither does grief. One comes from the other. You can't have one with out risking the other. Grief is a measure of love lost. If we never loved we would never grieve. It's a tough exchange.

I'm Jewish. I was raised with the notion that I should someday marry another Jewish person, raise Jewish children and once and for all make my Jewish mother and grandmothers happy. Yet, I know plenty of self-identified Jews who might as well be practicing a religion from Mars.

Love, when given and received with a pure heart, has encouraged people to overcome their most difficult struggles, to face their deepest fears. If cupid heads your way, don't let fear keep it away.

Most of us do not love ourselves nearly well enough, and this is the cause of so much of the pain that is inflicted on others. When seen though a clear lens, "Do I love myself?" is an essential and illuminating question.